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The quilt, Kumbaya, and, ‘why’ drawings.

The quilt is finished!

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And the back.

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I’ve enjoyed it.

Taken my time quilting it.

Decided I didn’t like the orange half way through.

Thought it would take forever about two thirds through.

Got fed up quilting it.

Felt sad when it was all over as now I have nothing to quilt.

Decided perhaps the orange was o.k. after all.

Thought it was a silly quilt and who the hell would want it in their house.

Realized it was for a five year old, and that perhaps she would like it.

Got told (several times) by that man who lives in the house with me that it would cost a fortune to post and that he’d take it back with him when he goes back to England in January for a business trip.

Got defensive about getting my Christmas gift there on time.

Got told again.

Decided that perhaps he was right.

And finally …

Bought this for Hope’s gift instead.

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 (Come on. How cute is that!)

She’ll still get her quilt, but as a, because gift, instead of a, Christmas gift.

We all have to pick our battles.

In the meantime, I’ve still been drawing my ‘why’ drawings.

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But I don’t know why.

Perhaps they need to be quilts.

Perhaps not.

And lastly.

I’m still worried about the Philippines :(

I go to bed every night loving how comfortable my bed is.

I wake up, amazed that I can shower every day in hot water.

The power went out the other day due to a storm, and I appreciated how lucky I am to have electricity.

Now. Believe me when I tell you that I’m not a sappy, let’s all hold hands together and sing Kumbaya in voices just off tune enough to make you want to throw up a little, sort of person. (Although that’s o.k. if you are) (Except for the throwing up bit) (And the fact that I might just have to leave you to it and run away from you quickly bit). I’m English for heaven’s sake. A true cynic if ever there was one. But perhaps I’m just getting a little soggy in my old age.

(not really)

But I

Can’t do the suffering any more.

Can’t do the, what the hell is happening here, any more.

And.

I’m just going to have to stop listening to stuff like this.

Because, no matter how much it has always been one of my favourite songs, it’s just not good for my mental health any more.

Oh well, that’s me bummed out for the day.

So what are you up to?


Good Grief

Just when I thought I was safe.

Just when I was going to buckle down and finish Hope’s quilt.

I had to go and watch this.

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Man!

Well fortunately I’m just an evening quilter so once I get the back done and sandwiched I’ll be able to get back out to the jewelry studio.

Too much to do and not enough time.

Better get started …

 


This is today.

I finished sewing the flowers on the quilt last week, but then I just had to have a jewelry moment.

Also, a housecleaning moment!

Who knew that would happen. Have to take advantage of that when I can.

I changed my studio rooms around a couple of weeks ago, and am really enjoying not being so cramped.

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Of course, I’ve still managed to fill every square inch of space.

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I do try, every so often, to clean up a bit though.

See.

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I found some old clay pieces.

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I particularly like this out of shape, cellulite-y, lumpy woman.

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Makes me feel normal.

And I leave you today with

True Love.

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:)

P.S. Off to tackle the quilt border this afternoon.

Happy Wednesday.

 


And what exactly happened here?

You went into the quilt shop for white background fabric, and?

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So you’re trying to tell me that tangerine is the new white?

O.K.

I’ll buy that.

Amazingly tidy quilt table.

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Look at it now, because it won’t last long.

First cup of tea.

(Actually my third. I’d already had two before I even made it to the quilt room).

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Then I continued to make flowers and arrange them on the new white background.

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I think it’s getting there, but the orange certainly surprised me.

So I had to have another cup of tea.

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And I’m still not sure.

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So I walked away for the day and went into the studio instead.

And made a bracelet.


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I also found a (very) old photograph of me when I was at art school.

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Could I look more grubby?

That jacket cost me 50p at the Help the Aged shop in Winchester. It was an old dustman’s jacket. My sister wouldn’t walk next to me when I wore it.

I have no idea why.

 


The line up – revealed.

But first.

Today’s cup of tea.

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Well, one of them. I’m usually a four cup a day girl.

So,

Here are the five great, Hope’s Quilt, bonanza flowers that have made the final cut.

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Except maybe this green one.

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Which might need a little something more.

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See, compared to the others, it’s a little too green.

Then I got a little distressed with the state of the fabric stash. Because it was everywhere. So I took a break to clean up a bit.

I know, shocking.

Then I had to hide away in the studio because the a/c man was coming, and so I made a few pairs of earrings instead while P dealt with the man.

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But not to fear.

Tomorrow I will be back on task.


So if you promise not to tell anyone …

I cheat when it comes to making my quilts.

BUT,

Really, what’s cheating anyway? It’s not like I’m taking an exam or anything.

My problem is, I’ve too many quilt designs inside of me, and not enough years in my life to get them all out.

I’ve made loads the conventional way, and now I just need to move on.

So, saying that, here’s day two of the great,

Hope’s Quilt Bonanza.

Tricks an’ all.

If you want to have a go, you’re welcome to take my drawings, or draw your own. You can either do it the cheat way, or the conventional way. Whatever’s good for you.

(E you should make one for Zara. You know you want to … )

First, get your cup of tea.

This cup would be perfect, but I don’t have one :(

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So I’ll just have to resort to using old faithful.

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Don’t leave your cup on your cutting board for too long, if at all, as the heat from the tea will warp it.

Here are some of the fabrics that I’ve chosen.

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Washed and ironed.

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And, this is where the cheating begins …

Get out some Wonder Under, or something similar, just so long as the fusible web stuff is thin and has paper on one side.

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Draw out each shape of your design onto the paper side of the wonder under. This will make a reverse of your original design, so you’ll have to compensate for that if you don’t want this.

Make sure you leave the shapes longer for those parts of the design that fit under other parts.

And,

Iron the shapes onto their chosen fabric.
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And cut them out.

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Then reassemble the pieces of your design to check out if you like it.

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No peeling away of the paper backing today :(

I did buy one brand of paper back adhesive web stuff once that you could peel the paper from almost immediately, but the brand I have now has to cool completely.

I usually get too impatient and try to pull it off anyway, but the fusible web bit doesn’t want to stick to the fabric and keeps coming away and bunching up. This time I’m just giving in and waiting a whole night for it to do its magic.

It’s the only sensible thing to do.

So in the meantime, I continue to cut and pin together shapes to see how they’re working for me.

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I keep thinking to myself that for this quilt I’ll just cut everything out first, but I know I won’t be able to stop myself from stitching them as I go along.

It’s all way too exciting.

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Although I’m not sure how I want to handle attaching the shapes to the background fabric yet.

That will have to wait for now.

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What can’t wait, however, is the fact that these flowers need more red friends as the blue and yellow ones are getting a little  carried away with themselves.

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I’m not a hundred percent on the background fabric yet. I did buy some off whites, but they’re not quite doing it for me. You can just see that little bit in the corner.

I’m thinking I might just need to break down and get white.

But that’s it for today.

Only three done. Five hundred and sixty-three to go …

 


Now we get to the part of the programme called, Tell me again. How exactly do you work like that?

(Or, Don’t worry E, I’ve started it now).

Since May I had decided to make Hope, my 5-year-old niece, a quilt, and, although I had started doodling ideas I never really got any further with it.

Well, as E pointed out, it needs to seriously get started if it’s going to get to Hope by Christmas.

How is it that all of a sudden it’s September already?

Man! Surely it was just April?

So, here we are now. A little on from doodling.

But not that much …

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So, this is how my mind works. You’ve only seen the half of it, but it’s like a doodle showdown until I get all doodled out and simply can’t doodle any more.

O.K. so I can always doodle more, but you get my drift.

Then, everything else gets put on hold.

It doesn’t matter what was on the table before, now it’s swept to the floor to make room for the new project. It’s all very exciting, but in the back of my mind I’m a tad annoyed that the floor is a mess – again.

Oh well,

Best to ignore it really.

So,

forget the mess and carry on is all I can say.

This is how you should proceed if you ever encounter the same dilemma.

I taped together 12″ x 12″ newspaper print squares to replicate the grid in my latest quilt doodle.

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Because I really am a hands on visual doer kind of person.

And then I re-sketched my pattern to the larger scale.

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I prefer to use my thicker graphite pencils here.

 

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Of course it’s vital to have a cup of tea before, during, and after you embark on this kind of creative venture.


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And so the drawing grows.

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As I recount the happenings of the day, and the amount of work that lays before me, I wonder.

Will Hope ever receive a quilt at all?

For Christmas, or, at any time?

We will have to see.


Everything going at once.

New quilt design for Hope.

My 5 year old niece.

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It’s getting there.

Paintings.

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Could they be more different from each other?

Jewelry.

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Charms.

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All of which created in a complete mess.

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But I fixed it.

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Now it’s boring.

Fortunately it won’t take me a nano second to get it back to normal.

Moving Becky into her new, horrible, gruesomely tiny, but she likes it, apartment in Austin.

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It does have a canary yellow door so how bad can it be?

And,

Working on my website.

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Didn’t need this in the end. Too much effort.

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It isn’t up yet but I hope to launch it by the end of this century.

On top of that.

I made some art cards.

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Did some doodles.

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Drank a lot of tea.

AND

Discovered a jewelry injury in the shape of a question mark on my hand.

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Weird, right?

My passing message to you.

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Happy Sunday.


I’ve been away.

And it’s been great.

Refreshed, revamped, and re everything else that I can’t think of right now.

O.K. perhaps not exactly revamped, but I’m working on it. I’ve been thinking of going caveman again, except this time with a tiny amendment.

Only a tiny one though.

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Otherwise everything goes to pot and I’m not a happy camper.

Except I can’t start thinking about healthy eating until my sister goes home, because it’s fun to eat bad stuff with company, and today is P’s birthday and champagne and pizza just don’t go well with paleo.

Soooooooo,

My dad’s been here. He’s gone now which is a bit of a shame. My sister’s still here, she’s with us for a couple more days, and we just got back from Rockport, TX, which is not my favourite place in the world, (sorry Rockport), but it was quiet, it was cooler than Houston (by like a degree, but who’s complaining), and most important, it was completely relaxing.

Except for the swooping pterodactyls.

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which were a bit freaky.

And don’t think those sweet little seagulls are as innocent as they look.

We threw some bread at them one afternoon and it was like a scene from Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds.

We were lucky to escape with out lives.

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NEVER look them in the eye.

I’ve not been in the studio since my family has been here so I’ve been quilting a piece that I’ve had hanging around for years, and aside from sweating to death under a heavy blanket in 90 degree weather, I’ve really enjoyed it. Except now I have a quilting injury, which might not look so bad to the uninitiated, but when you poke the eye end of a rather large sewing needle into the middle finger of your right hand, it really, really hurts and you get blood all over the quilt and you’ll probably end up getting a poison puss pocket on the end of your finger if you’re not careful and clean it properly (guilty) and so you have to screw your eyes up in pain and get really irritated that you’ve only got a scrappy old thimble that doesn’t work and that the shops are shut because it 9 o’clock at night so you can’t go out to buy a new one and now you have to soldier through the pain because you don’t want to stop quilting.

Why is my life so hard!

Anyway it’s almost finished it now and soon I can get back to the jewelry injuries which are far more impressive and tend to get a little more attention from the fam.

And I’m all for attention …

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Happy Monday.

:)


Sick and Sorrowful.

This is what happens when you’re sick.

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But, because you still want to play you gouge yourself with one of these.

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Things then go from bad to worse until you give it up and go lay down on the sofa to feel super sorry for yourself yet thankful you haven’t cut your fingers off completely.

After a week of putting up with the coughing and aching and nose blowing I eventually braved all the sick people at the doctor’s office and got myself some antibiotics. You know you can get really sick waiting in that waiting room.

Here are some things I attempted to work on in the meantime.

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You know, all I can say about the painting is that I really enjoy it.

There’s nothing more redeeming in it than that. My hopes of becoming a good painter are fading fast and I’ll just have to give up hoping to become brilliant at it for Lent.

Oh. That’s passed hasn’t it? So O.K. next Lent.

And here is Spencer protecting the quilt table.

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Just when I decide the quilt is back on I find the room filled with kids back home from college stuff. Including a queen sized mattress belonging to the kid that quit her job and decided to come home.

Man. Will I ever get rid of them!

So, mattress picked up and leant against the wall I buckle down to picking up my quilt from where I left off, but Spencer has other plans.

It’s one obstacle after another in this house.

Good job I love him.

So I’ve been sick and very homesick. Fairly depressed really. But deep down I know that if I just stopped thinking about what I don’t have I would be able to see what I do have, and start living my life here as if it were my home.

After all it has been twenty-four years now.

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Maybe I should stamp this on my forehead.

Oh, I made $500 this week for Africa :) Now, that puts feeling sorry for myself into some perspective.

Happy Tuesday.

 


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