After days of non-stop sewing blocks and borders together, I was getting bored, bored, bored, and then Emma 1's light bulb went ping which meant changing to Emma 2 (note to self - find photos of the Emma's to put in side bar).
After a lot of swearing as I couldn't remember how to wind the bobbin, I stomped off in a sulk and decided to vent my frustration on the strings and fabric I've been hoarding.
Out came the bins. Out came the plastic boxes full to bursting of strings and scraps. The sewing table was cleared of anything resembling red and white quilts and the nice and tidy sewing room was no more.
(the daisy fabric is from Heidi in Germany. She sent me some lovely strings)
and some really ugly stuff. Isn't this just so yuk!
I didn't realise I had such a stash of uglies.
Though some of them are quite fun.
Have you heard about the latest craze to hit the liberated quilting world?
Tonya has been sewing up a storm and has created a masterpiece. You can read about it here, and you can see other bricks being built by Siobhan (there are other posts below this one so make sure you read all of them) and Julie (again read her previous posts about the construction).
I'm not at all sure how big mine is going to be. I might end up with a king size (shudder - the thought of hand quilting that!), or a lap quilt for me.
I have a lot of browns for some reason, so I'm putting them in a separate box and might make another fool quilt with them, chucking in a few oranges to brighten it up. Brown and orange? Clare, you cannot be serious!
No post is complete without a kitty pîc.
Pippi Longstocking is gaining in confidence and has fallen in love with The Old One. Wherever he goes, she's not far behind. He says it's like being stalked!