I don’t know about anyone else, but piecing and quilting anything of a substantial size just about does me in. By the time I’ve arrived at the end (or very near it), I absolutely loathe everything about it, from the fabric to the pattern to the time suck it winds up being and all I can think is ‘Please, God, let this be done already’. And to think I took up this hobby as a way to relax. Hmmmm.
Anyway, the last retreat Mom and I attended, we wound up escaping for a few hours to a LQS where I picked up this little baby for half price. Yes, me, I got a bargain! My Nana would be so proud.
I love anything Tula Pink does. It’s fresh, it’s modern and, reality or not, it screams simplified. Now, I’d be lying if I said I bought this book to do anything with it other than stare at the pages which is what I do with most of my quilting books. Go figure. Most of the time, I just make a quilt up as I go along and call it a day. ‘Fly by the seat of my pants’ sewing. It works. Most of the time. Ahem.
I’m currently working on some items that are bigger with time-crunch type deadlines which give me hives so, I broke out this book to peruse and sigh.
Y’all…I…made…a…block. I accomplished something. SQUEAL!
And, once again, as I sat there sewing it together, all I could think was ‘This is gonna suck’. I blame it on the fact that I lack what I refer to as ‘The Sight’. I can never envision what my quilts will look like once completed, so I’m forever crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.
As it turned out, I like it. It looks even better laying on concrete in full daylight. Passing traffic got a kick out of the weird chick taking pictures of the cracks in her driveway.
I have no intention of making the other ninety-nine, yes I said ninety-nine, blocks from the same fabric because I have a whole shelf of fat quarters breeding like bunnies that needs to be culled. We’ll see how it turns out. We’ll see if I last. If I can keep focused on bite-sized portions instead of the whole buffet, I’ll be okay.