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.
It feels like just yesterday I planted the tiny seedling to begin my quilting journey. It is truly surreal to think how far this quilter has come over the past 13 years. So let’s take a little peek at my first design and catch a glimpse of the “then and now”.
Easy peasy piecing on this project. As I examine the piecing on this quilt it looks so basic compared to that of what I construct on some of my current designs. My fabric choice was much different back then, obviously much more “earthy” than what I find myself gravitating towards when purchasing material today.
My colors are a little brighter, and I began stepping out of my “structured box” a tad. Obviously the color choice has lightened up a bit too. I was gradually beginning to embrace what I “liked” to do when it came to creating a design. It’s so hard to let go of the “conservative” and safe way of crafting.
I’d say that this really shows how I’ve “matured” as a designer. I’ve definitely stepped into my own quilting arenas I embraced my individual style. The piecing has become more intricate, and the fabric selection incorporates brighter material. I am dumbfounded at how much I have transitioned over the years into the quilter I am today. Never in a million, bizallion, years would I have thought I’d be proud of my work and love my personal style. That is not to say that I am all grown up.
Quilting life lesson 450 million: Growth will be a forever process for me, and I am more than okay with that idea. I cannot fathom to see where my growth will take me another 10 years from now!
How have you grown since the first steps of your quilting journey? How as your quilting changed?
When I began quilting, I chose fairly subdued fabrics. I had a tendency to lean towards blues, browns. burgundy’s; and gravitated towards material that displayed busy prints. Oh and the busier the better; bring on the BUSY for this designer. Over time my quilting journey has me constantly evolving, and I’ve discovered new likes and dislikes. Those super busy prints that I was a fanatic about has lost it’s luster. I now find that my choices in fabric has followed a new path. I am now drawn towards materials that possess bright colors and has me wearing a smile as I gaze upon them. The grin on my face quickly spreads from ear to ear as my mind is filled with incredible design possibilities. What amazing creation will find its way onto this amazing fabric? Therefore, it probably won’t surprise anyone to hear that I now LOVE solid colors that will really show off the quilting. Why lose all that hard work of quilting amidst a chaotic print? In conclusion not only has my ideal fabric palate changed dramatically; but my appetite for super busy prints has diminished drastically. I guess you could say it I don’t have any appetite for busy prints. Less is more!
During one of my many stepping stone through quilting many moons ago, I had witnessed customers as they entered the shop and browse for their “appliqué” project. If that wasn’t bad enough, these delicate ears would hear that these clients were searching for their “HAND” appliqué project. I wanted to yell “Hello? Isn’t that why God invented sewing machines?!” For the love of Pete, Hand work takes so much longer! I swore I WOULD NEVER do that!
First machine Applique Center Medallion designed by Ronda K Scott
I was soon eating my works, and have since learned “never say never”. I admittedly LOVE appliqué and reallylove hand appliqué. Never in a million, bazillion years would I have thought this quilter would yearn to sit and hand sew. The craft of appliqué and hand appliqué bestows such a calming effect that I find it very therapeutic. I know who would have thought? Definitely not me!
Which has me thinking that I’m long overdue and need to start another hand project!
My question to you fellow quilters is: Has there been something in quilting that you never thought you would enjoy doing and now love? It’s okay to admit that we all have said “I’D NEVER”. Then eventually life has us kicking ourselves as we think “NEVER say NEVER”!