Never-Ending Quilt Lesson #3

 

I had good intentions, and  grand plans of getting a ton done on my never-ending quilt over this holiday weekend.  But as we all know what happens with “good intentions” it did NOT happen.  The weather on Saturday had the golf Gods calling me to my favorite place.  “Lisa, Oh Lisa if you grace my greens with your presence I will ensure that you have an amazing 18 holes”.  I needed no begging and with no further ado I was having a blast swinging my clubs.

Even thought I did NOT provide my 4 year UFO with  any TLC on Saturday, Sunday or Monday; I did get make sure I gave it some love on Friday.  So to ease my conscience I thought I’d share what I accomplished on Friday with everyone…as promised.

I agonized and agonized over what to do in this area of pink.  After a lot of painstaking consideration I eventually reached a decision but not before I mentally put myself through hell.  Thoughts where having a relay race in my mind “oh my, I am going to put the wrong thing here and it’s going to look horrible” and “what if I discover I HATE it, I’ll be picking it out till the cows come home” (sound familiar).  At some point I had a small epiphany.  And that was realizing that this quilt could already be perceived as ruined due to the bleeding that it incurred. Understanding this little notion had me putting aside any further fickleness on my decision-making process.

 

I contemplated many different ideas as to what I should be incorporating in the below portion of the quilt.  The thought of applying feathers was a brief consideration; but it was a fleeting prospect since there wasn’t enough space for them to become a reality.  In addition, the area in yellow just opposite of the pink was intended to feature the same technique, therefore creating a mirror effect.  Now as I reflect on my choices, in hindsight, placing feathers on one colored area and echo lines on the opposing colored area would have enhanced my design.  But if you think I am ripping anything out you are highly mistaken.  As with the bleeding color, this too stays and I move forward.

I’m not in love with the feather motifs that I applied, in fact, those I really did consider ripping out.  But thank goodness I am working hard on combatting my compulsive behaviors; because now they are starting to grow on me. I can’t say I love them yet, but maybe in a few more days we will move beyond the feelings of toleration.

So a few more steps along this adventure have transpired and as I move forward a feeling of excitement is beginning to stir within.  Hopes of salvaging this piece are becoming a possibility.

Lesson #3:  The lesson learned during my Friday quilting was this; prior to Friday the feeling  of being “hopeful” or “excited” did not exist.  This quilt has reminded me that regardless of our initial thoughts and feelings are, there is always hope in what we do.

Are you working on something that has you rethinking your original design?  Have choices you’ve made ended up pleasantly surprising you?

Please feel free to ask me any questions regarding my designs or choices I have made with thread, batting etc.  I’d love to answer any questions you may have.

 

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It Takes But One Small Ripple

The “Ripple Effect”

I love this concept

Had I ever experienced the “Ripple Effect”?

No I had not, that is, until very recently…

I Wanted to Bring Comfort During a Difficult Time  I know many of you will find the name “Paul Tuyp” sounding familiar.  He was one of my friends, really like a brother,  that recently passed away from cancer, he is greatly missed and will never be forgotten.  Prior to his passing I felt the need to find some way to bring him some comfort during his days of chemotherapy and being home battling that evil disease.  I could not fathom what he was enduring mentally, and physically.  Residing in a different state made visits and conversations challenging, but I wanted to bring a piece of me to his side whenever needed.  I chose to create a quilt for Paul, I yearned for it to be comforting and inspiring.  I emailed friends of his and asked if they were interested in sending me a short message to be incorporated onto Paul’s quilt.  The response was inspiring!

Get It Going  The quilt prior to messages being place into white blocks.  Didn’t realize what a big quilt I had created! Good thing Paul was a large man or I would have been in trouble.

Healthier Days  This photo is of Paul and his daughter.  This is the Paul I will always remember.  He always wore a constant smile and possessed the kindest soul.  Paul was one of those rare people who always made you feel as though you “mattered”  when you were in his presence.  You could be in a room filled with people, but if you were conversing with this magical man, he closed the rest of the world out and those walls held only the two of you.  Isn’t that all we want to achieve in life, making every moment matter? Well, I believe Paul conquered perhaps life’s most important lesson, making moments, and all those around him matter.

 “The Silver Dragons”  Paul and his gang of friends that have been together since preschool!  They were named the Silver Dragons and would eventually each obtain “silver swords”.  So remarkable to have such life long friendships. Watching this group over the years has been awe inspiring.  They would do anything for each other… and I have witnessed this.

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 Comfort Quilt Reveal  I was lucky enough to receive a picture of Paul, family, and close friends as he saw the quilt for the first time.  He loved it! Smiles were shared around the room!

The One Small Ripple I Unknowingly Threw

The quilt provided Paul with a sense of warmth, comfort, encouraging message, and loving thoughts over his last few months.  Yet, I would not know the magnitude of this quilt, and how it had a “rippling effect” until this past weekend during his memorial services.

Witnessing the Rippling Effect   Attending Paul’s memorial services proved extremely difficult and yet profoundly enlightening.  I had tried my best to prepare myself for the sorrow that would consume my being, however, no amount of talking myself into keeping it “totally together” proved successful.  My tears would eventually give way to the emotional gates of loss and remembrance, over a very loved man.  What I had not readied myself for was the effect a piece of fabric had brought to so many different individuals.  The quilt had “rippled” beyond his presence and embraced others.  Paul’s daughter thanked me for the quilt as it will now provide her comfort and a daily reminder of her father.  Those that had emailed me messages to include on the quilt thanked me because it allowed them to share their feelings and thoughts to their dear friend.  Very quickly it became apparent that Paul’s quilt held several meanings.  Its purpose was priceless and its message was diverse.  I’ve never experienced such an outpouring of heartfelt gratitude and shared thoughts regarding a choice I made.  Had it not been for the unfortunate event of Paul’s service, I would never had known that I had created one small ripple. I would have never observed the “Ripple Effect” that transpired from doing one kind thing.

   It saddens me greatly to acknowledge that I have lost such a unique and priceless friend.  But leave it to Paul to depart, leaving me with one huge “moment that mattered”.   Paul made sure I realized how much that quilt “mattered” to others.  Moreover, Paul allowed me to feel and comprehend how much the “Ripple Effect” matters.   I thank you Paul, that gift “mattered” more than you will ever know.

Have you been part of the “Ripple Effect”? Have you been the cause of a “Ripple Effect”?