Another Quilt Done

It has been awhile since my last post.  I did not get a finished photo of either of the first 2 quilts of this year.  All I have are pictures of the completed tops and backs:


They came out really nice and I am pleased with both quilts.  I focused on workmanship doing these 2, really trying to do as good a job as I can.  I learned that I absolutely need to starch the backing to make the Snail’s Trail block easier to do.  I didn’t for the one on the left and it was much more difficult to do.  Both recipients are happy to have them and I really enjoyed making them.  I was working under a deadline and that was a real challenge, but I finished with 2 days to spare.

The deadline was because I went to Canada for 5 weeks to stay with a man I met online.  “Diary of a Daoist Hermit” is his blog which prompted me to email him and initiate a conversation.  He answered that letter and we developed a correspondence, which led to the idea of meeting each other.

So we arranged that I should come up to meet him in January.  He lives in Guelph, Ontario which I discovered gets about as cold as Saint Louis, but has none of the relieving spikes of warm days.  It got close to freezing as the high a total of 5 times my whole trip!  Brrr, I am glad I made him a quilt (the one on the right).

I took some knitting to do, but lost it on the journey there.  While there, I started another pair of slippers but am so lazy I am not ever 1 quarter through!  I didn’t buy enough wool either, so I am stuck frogging I think, and doing something else with the wool.  I have 3 skeins of the same weight, but different colors.  Hmmm, I wonder if I could do a tumbling blocks kinda thing in knit.  Meh, there isn’t enough for that really.  Hmmm, I wonder how big a scarf one skein would make.

I intend this year to be organized and therefore be able to be more crafty.  I didn’t have time to fully clean up after the insane quilting I did, which was those 2 quilts at the same time, with the same deadline, and I kind of unpacked on top of the mess.  I am going to try to do weekly studio updates as a record of where my craft time is going.  I really hope to make this year a productive one.

Happy Crafting!

Someone’s Trash Is My Treasure

I live in Saint Louis, Missouri, where we have alleys and streets.  Alleys are where the dumpsters are for our trash.  People put all kinds of things in the trash.  I am as careful as I can be to only put real trash in the dumpsters.  If I can recycle it, I do.  I don’t put anything in the trash that still has functionality.  If I don’t want it, I usually donate it to a charitable thrift store, or give it to a friend, or simply hold on to it until I find something to do with it.

I have rescued many things from the trash.  Garden stepping stones, a purple sweater, a super soaker water gun, a swingset, electric scissors, a bright red nylon messenger bag, and a guitar case that fits my guitar perfectly are among the many things I have kept out of a landfill. Some of the objects I find are brand new, like the messenger bag or the electric shears.  Some, like my guitar case, are a little worn, but still totally functional.

The first quilt I found is this big blue thing.  It has 2 holes in it and is faded a bit.

My most recent found quilt is a brightly colored twin size.  It has a small ink stain on it, but otherwise is hardly used.

I found my favorite quilt several years ago in a dumpster in a swanky neighborhood.  Like the 2 above, it was made in China.

It is a 90 inch square, machine pieced, hand quilted beauty.  I love the colors, the pineapple pattern, and the flying geese border.

I found it before I had actually quilted anything.  I had made 2 quilts, which I tied, because I did not yet have a sewing machine that could  quilt.  I have never had an interest in hand quilting.  It would take me forever and I know I would find the work tedious.  But I do really appreciate the work and skill that goes into hand quilting.

None of these quilts are particularly well made.  More than likely, they were made in a crowded factory setting, by young girls being paid far too little.

I don’t love them for their quality.  My first tied quilt was made better than any of these.  I love them all because a quilt, in some measure, represents love itself.  These quilts were abandoned because the people who had them before me were too lazy to do right by them.  None of them are even now ready for the landfill.  They may be old, faded, ripped, and ugly, but they are still functioning as proper quilts.

The pineapple one has inspired and comforted me.  When I study it, I wonder if the person who quilted it thought about where it would end up.  I think she invested it with her dreams as she quilted.

It is sad that so many in America think so little of their possessions that they toss out what still has use.