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Do I really need Another Quilt!!!!


Trying out my recently dormant creative mojo... First time using an actual pattern for a quilt... and first time using structured pieces on sewing machine.   Probably the last time as well!!!   Its hard work to cut pieces precisely.. and to be honest its tedious doing repetitive shapes and after the first initial placing it lacks any surprises... I miss the spontaneous evolvement of my made up quilts.. its a bit boring knowing how it will look at the end. Having said that I'm liking it still... loving the colours inspired by the autumnal colours of the Acers.. and of course our pink and orange bedroom. Basic pattern and some fabrics are by Kaffe Fassett but I'm using my own colourway and scraps from my stash.  the pattern over estimates the amount of fabric needed so the back will be made up from strips of left overs.  





And the finished article... I do like it - but if I were to do it again -unlikely - I would not have so much white in the overall pattern -

As I said after he initial placement the pattern repeats became a little bit boring even though ensuring the squares meet squarely is quite difficult for some one as disorganised and lacking precision as myself - but they mostly do!!!!  The backing and wadding are tied in on evenly spaced squares using multicoloured contrasting embroidery threads rather than quilted - its really hard to quilt something so big in a tidy way on a house hold machine. This quilt which was going to be my winter project got finished relatively quick after some intense sewing machine sessions.  To be honest I need something a little more relaxing and hand held for a winter project some thing I can sit down with and watch a bit of crap tv or make idle chatter alongside - so racking my brains for that kind of project...



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