Quilting in no time baby mat and giraffe


As part of my "find my creative gene" 2009 New Years resolutions (New Year's Resolutions & Revealations) I listed sewing as an area to explore.

It's nearly 6 months into 2009, and apart from the cross stitch kits I did at Easter I haven't brought my sewing machine out once this year.

To rectify this and to help realise my 2008 desire of making my own quilt I dashed off into Sydney and bought two books; Quilting In No Time by Emma Hardy and Material Obsession by Kathy Doughty & Sarah Fielke.

 

Quilting in no time book cover Material obsession book cover

 

Combined these two books have actually managed to do what no other quilting book has managed to do; get me to make a quilt.

So it's not the king sized quilt I had hoped for but it is a quilt none the less. A baby quilt to be precise. It was meant to be a pillow but as usual I got in the way and now it's a baby blanket. My cooking suffers from similar interventions.

Am I happy with a baby blanket instead of a massive pillow? I am, it now means that I have tried my hand at mitered corners and blind hemming (by hand) not to mention patchworking and the concept of using scraps of leftover materials to make something new. I think I might actually be able to make a king size quilt (as long as I keep it simple).

There are more project photos in the gallery.

 

Mitred corner Blind hemming

Apart from the patchwork surprise; this month I have woven a cushion cover. Well nearly, I haven't actually sewn it up as a cushion yet but at least I am 3/4 of the way there.

From the rest of May's actvities;

1. I was chased out of my own garden by one of my possums. I was trying to shoo it away from my veggie patch and it mistook my intentions as play time or lunch time I am not really sure (I was holding an apple at the time) either way the critter took me by surprise so I shrieked and ran inside. No doubt my neighbour was watching.

2. I was leeched by Ku-Ring-Gai Chase National Parks finest. Demi Moore may find leeching beneficial to her anti aging regime but trust me finding a leech happily feasting on your right ankle is not pleasant (more shrieking). Weeks on, I still have 3 bite marks.

3. Today I was yet again chased out of my garden but this time my a brigade of disgruntled ants. It seems I was unceremoniously stood in the middle of their Royal Parade of Queenies. It is amazing just how fast ants can mobilse and nip the hell out of you. Needless to say the rest of the laundry will be hung out later. There wasn't any shrieking this time, just swearing which no doubt my neighbour heard.

The month of May has been interesting.

 

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