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As you will know, if you come here often, I have just finished putting together my quilt from the F2F Block Swap and I have inexpertly written out a label in permanent ink on fabric and attached it to one of the back corners to prove it.
So, that’s done then.
I was the first out of the hat to receive blocks for the next round so I decided that, before getting going on the next nine months of making three blocks for each participant, I’d better get my house in order. Well, the part of my house that is my sewing room anyway – the rest of it lies sadly neglected as usual although I do have to do a bit of ‘damp dusting’ this afternoon as my Mum’s coming to stay. Her eyesight isn’t what it used to be though so she won’t be able to see the rugs closely enough to know that one of my dogs is severely in moult at the moment.
Despite the fact that I’ve made any number of fabric storage boxes and bought shedloads of Ikea’s ‘fold this bit of floral card up into a box shape’ triple packs, I have come to the realisation that nothing really does the job like a bit of see-through plastic and a label. So, I bought some, promptly filled them, then had to go and buy some more.
These are most of them, but not all – there are two large ones labelled ‘Liberty Tana Lawns’ off camera A fabric that I rarely use for anything but one that I can’t resist when I see it, still less when I feel it and at least I can get it out every now and again, Golem -like, and indulge in some stroking. Still it all looks more ‘accessible’ now and is mostly divided into colours so when I’m reaching for the specific tones that people have asked for in their F2F blocks, I will know exactly where to find them.
In a slight digression – wouldn’t be my blog without at least one would it? I share my workroom with lots of vintage haberdashery items. I’m not always sure why but, when I see them, I can’t resist adding them to my collection (are you noticing a trend?). Anyway, you may or may not remember the fabric I bought that screamed ‘Hexagonal Sewing Box’ at me – well, I listened and it has come to pass.
See! I knew I’d need an old printers’ drawer some time. I actually have another one mounted on the wall downstairs with which I amuse myself by trying to find teeny tiny things to display in those teeny tiny compartments.
Anyway, back to the patchwork blocks. I have been practicing my paper piecing and behold my second attempt.
In case it turned out O.K. I made it in the colours I’ve chosen for my next quilt and I’m pretty happy with it. There’s something about designs like this one – where it looks as if the square is threaded through the star – that make me absurdly happy in a childlike kind of way. I can’t draw or paint but I love the fact I can achieve this effect in fabric. I know, I’m easily pleased but there are no grilled, salted almonds or alcohol involved so I count patchwork porn as one of my lesser vices.
In a sudden change of mood I have had some sadness lately. My lovely cat Beau, plucked from the refuge as a kitten with his sister Betty and bought home to live with us for the past nine years, has been missing for four weeks.
He is identified with a tattoo in his ear (which they do a lot in France) and is sterilised. His photograph and details are on Pet Alert on Facebook, the Chat Perdu webiste and all the bins, bottle banks and poster sites in the village. There is no sign of him.
He has always reminded me of the fish ‘Dory’ in Finding Nemo who had a short term memory of about 30 seconds. He would start eating, get distracted by something and wander off, only to forget he’d been fed in the first place and come back to ask for food. I’m hoping he’s just sort of forgotten where he lives and, any time now, he’ll remember and come back.
If you see him, let me know 😦
As you know if you are a regular reader, a diverse group of patchworkers and quilters have been participating in a year long block swap since July 2015 and one of our number started out the swap knowing she had advanced ovarian cancer. We pulled out all the stops to get her blocks done and then they were assembled and quilted for her as, by then, she was too weak to do so herself. She received the quilt last week – a month after we started it – and was able to see and touch it for just two days before she died. The quilt will eventually be auctioned online on behalf of Ovarian Cancer but we were all pleased that it reached her in time.
I don’t think any of the group knew Pat personally but, as most bloggers will know, when you interact with people online you do come to feel as if you are acquainted in some way and the making and exchanging of blocks added to that feeling.
This is the quilt label that Kate, one of the organisers of the swap, made for Pat’s quilt and, if you want to read a fuller account, Kate has written a memorial page for Pat here
Source: A Page for Pat: In Memoriam
and here’s the finished quilt in Pat’s chosen colours of teal and tan – the colour of the ovarian cancer ribbon – hastily photographed by Sue after piecing and quilting before being sent express delivery.
I’m off across the border to Spain for a few days so I’ve been trying to get a few projects finished. We’re going to a theme park – I feel the nausea rising already and that’s only thinking about the winding roads we will take to get there – then we are going to see a performance by the Cirque du Soleil featuring lots of very bendy people and then, on the way back, we will visit Salvador Dali’s house now a museum. Plus, we will go food shopping before we re-cross the border which sounds bizarre but Spain is much cheaper than France for lots of things and quite a few French people regularly drive down there to stock up on olive oil, washing powder and other groceries. I have heard a rumour (thanks Jan F.) that cottage cheese is available and, even though I was never a particular fan, the fact that I can no longer get it makes me want some. I am hoping (in vain I suppose) for real, fresh cream.
Anyway, here is the finished quilt that I made for the nicest and best yoga teacher in the world – you may quibble but I don’t know yours – and, although she looks vaguely bemused in this photo, I think she likes it.
She seemed even more chuffed, however, with the quilt label I put on. I found an image with some yoga-type words and added her name and mine plus the date. I printed it out on transfer paper and put it on some plain fabric then attached it to the corner of the quilt. (note: My surname isn’t really blurred but I did it in editing in case anybody felt like stalking me and sending me hate mail, especially after my anti-cyclist rant the other week!)
After I forgot to add a couple of inches to the length of my colour block Coco dress, I decided to spare the world too much of my knees and Mlle. Tialys the elder wore it back to the U.K. after her visit here a few weeks ago. I do not expect to see it again. However, I had already bought some more knit fabric to make another version and, this time, I did remember to lengthen it but, being disorganised as I can sometimes be, I hadn’t made a note of the measurements I used from my last pattern hack so, this time, the colour block at the top comes down lower. I think I prefer the first version but at least this one is a keeper for me.
When I saw the Bronte top pattern from indie designer Jennifer Lauren, I quite fancied having a go because anything that makes t-shirts a bit more exciting has got to be worth a try. This pattern is supposed to have a slightly vintage look in that the back actually overlaps the front forming an attractive and original neckline and having no shoulder seams. It can be done all in one colour but I think the detail is worth emphasizing so used some coordinating knit fabric I happened to have.
I really like it and, if you don’t look too closely, it turned out well although I have a little more of the trim showing on one side of the neck than the other. Tant pis! Must try harder next time. Anyway, it’s another thing I might have to give away, because it is a little tighter than I would normally wear my t-shirts. I wasn’t sure which size to do and, the designer does warn it is a tight fitting style, but the waist and hips corresponding to my bust size were too big for me so I figured, it’s jersey, it’ll stretch and normally, I think it would, but this grey knit is quite a heavy one and the stretch is limited. Next time, I’ll make it in a lighter, softer knit because I’ve now cut the pattern out for the smaller size and I don’t fancy printing it out all over again!
Definitely one I’ll make again – paying more attention to the trim next time. The pattern has a long sleeved option too and I’m wondering about the possibility of doing a pattern hack and making it into a dress with fitted bodice and slightly swirly skirt. Get me and my fancy ideas!
Just to prove I do venture outside sometimes, this gorgeous hydrangea with dinner plate sized heads flowers away in a neglected corner of our garden.
What I especially like about it is you only have to cut one head to fill a vase which is all apropos of nothing in particular but does remind me that tomorrow is the anniversary of the day when the French cut their King’s head off and duffed up all the posh people. So, yet another public holiday with some fireworks in the evening to celebrate the fact they now have a president instead despite the fact they all seem to hate the present holder of the title so, if I were him, I’d keep one eye open at night.
Hasta la vista!
Only one year and 2 weeks late!
I know that I said I’d have it finished for her 19th (should have been her 18th) but there were 4 impediments that delayed me yet again:
1) It was 40 degrees centigrade outside and being submerged underneath a double quilt trying to hand quilt it was a bit uncomfortable
2) I got my first ever negative feedback on one of my shops – completely unjustified of course – which put me in a fit of pique all day
3) I sold a huge utensil holder/drainer to somebody in New Zealand and had underestimated the shipping. There followed a whole morning wasted whilst I tried – in vain – to use a lighter/smaller box to pack it in but, in the end, had to spend more money than I had received to ship it to the furthest corner of the Earth.
4) My fingers started bleeding
Once I realised I wasn’t going to get it done in time I decided I might as well quilt it a little more heavily than I originally planned. I use the word ‘quilt’ but, really, my efforts at quilting cannot be dignified with the term and I must describe it as‘ uneven running stitch through 3 layers‘. I think the problem may well be that I find it impossible to use a thimble either on my top hand or bottom hand and so I can’t ‘rock’ the needle in and out in the movement required to get tiny, or even, stitches. I must go on a workshop day or something. Once I’ve done the one for matching points that is. Anyway. the other lengthy process with this quilt was the fact that I had made the back first and thus had to tie myself in knots working out the size of the top instead of making the top first, like normal people do, and fitting the (plain) back to it. Ah well, you live and learn and Mlle Tialys the younger will be getting a much plainer quilt for her birthday in February.
So, it isn’t perfect but heyho, it’s handmade and it is very ‘her’. Girly pink, hearts, chocolate, cupcakes and some Beatles’ lyrics – she might not always be into those things but right now she is so it will be a good memento of her late teens for her. The fabric is, apart from a couple of additions from my stash here and there, ‘L’Amour’ by Sandy Gervais for Moda which, of course, is now discontinued so, when I ran out halfway through, I had to trawl the depths of the internet searching for somebody, somewhere, with more supplies. There is a beautiful monogram done in cross stitch by my friend Marie-Jo and some little tapes here and there with allusions to some of her favourite things like London, Paris, cupcakes, tea and home.
She is leaving for university the day after tomorrw and this will be going with her so I made her a special quilt label. I scanned in a lovely picture from a card I had bought and added some text. Then I printed it out on some special (and expensive) paper backed fabric which you can feed through the printer. First, I was thinking about transfers so I reversed the image and tried to iron it on – fool! – so that wasted a sheet of very expensive stuff but then I got it right and was pleased with the result as my embroidery skills are pants and she would be waiting another year for me to embroider all those words!
I am on the verge of tears almost constantly at the moment.