Working Title for This Quilt: Happy Scraps

Barbie Pink became a trend right when I needed it. Hot pink is always a dopamine hit for me. I will seek out the colour on a down day, fixate on things in this delicious hue until I feel myself smile.

This particular quilt started as a mess on the flower. More than a decade ago my son was playing at my feet as I wrote. He pulled down the coloured scrap bins and had a grand time throwing fabric around. He was happy and I was sewing so it was a win win situation. When it was all over I had a mess of pink, orange, yellow, and a grey scraps all over the floor. Clean up got a lot more fun when I simply started sewing. That’s right, I grabbed two pieces from the floor, sewed them together, and repeat until all the pieces were picked up. A much more enjoyable way of cleaning up! A little while later I had a small quilt top.

Then it sat. And sat.

Last year, as I finally felt healthy after a years long depression, I embraced all the pink in the world. This quilt, then, came to mind. The top I made more than a decade ago was a small, awkward size. I generally don’t worry too much about size, but I wanted this joyous one to be big enough to snuggle with myself. Luckily, I never have a shortage of scraps. I simply sewed pieces together, making slabs to ‘border’ the original top. I assembled them log cabin style around the original in the hopes that it would blend more.

It gave me such joy to finish piecing her, to play with this colourful fabric. There are some treasures in here, some long time and recent favourites playing together. I will never not smile looking at this quilt top.

Scrap Sparkler Party and All Those Rainbow Blocks

Pardon me, but I’ve developed an obsession with itty bitty scrappy blocks. Now I am sewing rainbows upon rainbows in various little blocks.

Knowing that folks are always looking for ways to not be overwhelmed by their scraps and actually enjoy them I am hosting a Scrap Sparkler Party through the Quilters’ Playcation. You too can make your own itty bitty rainbows, or starry night, or treasured bits showcase.

October 28 10 AM - 2 PM Mountain

Register here.

In the meantime, enjoy my rainbows...

From My Very First Quilt

Over the summer my oldest nephew got married. This is the nephew that got me started on quilting. I’d always wanted to quilt, having grown up sewing. But I was in my early twenties and felt embarrassed to start. When my (eventual) sister in law announced that she was pregnant, though, I took it as an opportunity. Nobody could fault me for making a baby quilt! So I got my Mom’s old machine tuned up, lugged it on public transit to the closest quilt store, and learned how to make a quilt over a weekend. The rest, as the cliche goes, is history.

(Side bar, I thought I’d posted already about my very first quilt, the one in question, but look for that in the next post.)

So when J announced his wedding date to his lovely C I knew, of course that I would make them a quilt. Now they are young, with a fashion and lifestyle that doesn’t exactly scream quilt lovers. After some consultation with his sister, our niece, it was decided that something with black would be more appreciated. As I was binding said quilt I thought back to my very first quilt for him. It was a yellow and white Irish Chain quilt with a pale grey background. Sweet and simple, perfect for a baby and perfect for a beginner. I thought it would be nice to reference the quilt somehow. Sure enough, after a dig through my grey scraps - the only colour that survived a scrap purge last year - I found one small scrap from his baby quilt. Yes, 25 years later. Cut to width it was only enough for about. 4” piece. Luckily, it fit absolutely perfectly on this one spot on the quilt.

Now I doubt a couple of young lovers care much about a detail like this, but I do appreciate the full circle moment. You probably do too.

Randa - A Mini Quilt From My Trip Diary Scraps

Randa

28: x 26”

When you cut a bunch of random shapes to make 30 quilt blocks you are left with a lot of weird little scraps. Not surprisingly, I decided to sew them all together into a slab. No rhyme or reason to the construction, just what fit. A few concessions to design in order to manage the bossy red and dark blue fabrics, but that’s it. In the end, it pretty much used up all my scraps too.

Since my big Bernina spent the summer at the spa I decided to test out her energy and fixes by quilting this immediately. I grabbed a random variegated yellow from the stash and went for an echo wave using my walking foot. Good news, many of the fixes the old girl needed happened. (Just like me and my summer off.)

Not one to stop at just simple and because I really enjoyed the handwork over the summer I decided to add some hand quilted elements. I’d actually brought the thick thread with me on the trip, but never used it. Just a few colours to add some shapes and texture here and there. it would have been easy to go overboard, so I had to exercise some restraint. The hand quilting threads are a mix of Valdani and Wonderful Eleganza.

To finish off this piece I went with a white linen binding. Not just any linen though! I had a pair of pants that I bought for the trip and they ripped before the trip was over. That dreaded thigh rub ruined these quick. While I wouldn’t use such an obviously weak linen on something that will get used and washed, it worked perfectly here for the binding. You can see more of that process here.

Now, in our house my husband mandated a no quilts on the wall rule years ago. But here I am making not 1, but 2 wall hangings! I can probably convince him to hang up the trip diary quilt when finished, but this one might be pushing it. It’s okay, I think I might give it away. One of my daughter’s teammates travelled with us on their off week so we spent 3 weeks with him and I think I might give this to him and his family as a souvenir.

Oh, and the name? I named her after our lovely guide in Cairo. Randa was an outgoing, very knowledgeable Egyptologist. We had a great time with her and are very grateful for her kindness over the days we spent together.