Here you see my state-of-the-art drying system for drying my hand dyed threads. You too and try this at home. Simply hand wash your threads, spin out excess water in the washing machine, and hang them up to dry on the hot water pipes in your basement. As you can see, I’m frantically dyeing threads for the AQS show in Paducah next week. Arrrrrrrgh!
Suddenly all my stitching and quilt making has come to a halt. Incomplete projects are interrupted. My evenings of hand stitching is ended. Why? Because next week I leave for Paducah KY for the annual AQS Quilt Show.
That means I have a week to prepare all the items that are for sale in the Artfabrik booth. Thread must be washed and twisted into skeins in the evening. Dyed fabric must be ironed and pattern and fabric kits assembled. Can hardly wait to sit around the booth in Paducah and rest up. Will I see you there?
(Sorry about that post yesterday about the Felt Like Gardening quilt. I thought I was putting it on my Portfolio Page but put it on the blog instead. This is what comes from having a cluttered mind. Don’t get a cluttered mind!)
And now back to the Quilt Chops quilts. That distracting excess binding was removed from my chopped up quilt and hand stitching is added. I still find the colors a little dim. Could it be livened up with colorful machine thread? Stay tuned!
But now that my 24 year old quilt is chopped into 4 different pieces (and I’m more mature) I see things differently. Using more of my hand-dyed and fused silks, each panel is re-designed. This panel appears to be 3 trees on some land formation in a strange country.
And here we have a single tree also of silk added to a panel. The hand stitching dates from 10 years ago and the machine work is even older. Do you find the bind distracting? Me too. Think I’ll chop that off too before I add any more hand or machine work.
At first I wasn’t sure if I wanted to chop up this small quilt (made in 1990). When you spend a lot of time machine stitching, hand stitching and binding a quilt, it’s hard to cut it up. But with a diabolical giggle, I whacked it apart.