ETA: For those here for the quilt festival - please see my festival entry, found HERE
As you know, on Thursday night, I was all "ZOUNDS! I must complete my Bloggers Quilt Festival entry!" But at about 10:00 p.m. on Friday night, BSP and I were both in PJ's, bedside lamps on and I said "Babe, I'm just going to go downstairs and get the Ikea catalouge and a quilting magazine - be right back!."
So, coral pink tulle in hand, I unerringly pulled from my scraps stash two lengths of fabric that were part of a a scrap bag of batiks I purchased for $5.00. I thought I would just quickly run a seam up them to make a fat quarter sized piece of fabric
As you know, on Thursday night, I was all "ZOUNDS! I must complete my Bloggers Quilt Festival entry!" But at about 10:00 p.m. on Friday night, BSP and I were both in PJ's, bedside lamps on and I said "Babe, I'm just going to go downstairs and get the Ikea catalouge and a quilting magazine - be right back!."
And so I toddled downstairs, pajama clad, got the Ikea catalogue, and then went into my sewing room for the quilting magazine. But, instead of reaching for a magazine, for no particular reason, my muse told me to pull out this fabric:
Yup. That's a coral pink silk tulle. I bought it on a whim a couple of years ago. I had no idea what I would ever use it for, but, when it comes to fabric, I just buy it and worry about what I'll do with it later.
So, coral pink tulle in hand, I unerringly pulled from my scraps stash two lengths of fabric that were part of a a scrap bag of batiks I purchased for $5.00. I thought I would just quickly run a seam up them to make a fat quarter sized piece of fabric
(I know! Dusty rose and gold - I never thought I'd use that!) But, I draped a piece of the tulle over it and liked what I saw.
And then I wondered what it might look like if I sort of drizzled some of the same yarn I used for Coneflowers in Leslieville over the dusty rose batik, and under the tulle.
And then I wondered what it would look like if I added some of this patterned burgundy silk:
An hour later, BSP came downstairs to find me, and there I was, in my pj's, tacking things down with clear filament thread.
I looked up rather guiltily and said "I'm sorry honey - I was minding my own business and this fabric just kidnapped me right out of the living room!" BSP (long-suffering and endlessly patient) said "I was only reading anyway. Carry on."
And so I quilted into the night:
(All pics are clickable. The entirety of the quilt is quilted with gold emboridery thread)
I had to stop eventually, and get some sleep, but luckily, the next day was a Saturday, so I got up early and got right back to it. And when I was done, I had a new quilt that I called:
The Paths to My Bliss. No. 1
(the quilt is not quite so pink as this picture would have you believe - more like the one above)
I brought it upstairs and showed it to BSP who said "You're not giving that away! We're going to keep it!" And grabbed it out of my hand and started walking around the house to decide where to hang it. I said "Hold on, before you decide, I think there's two more where that came from. "
And just think. About this time last year, I was proclaiming to anyone who cared enough to listen that "I don't like art quilts. I don't get them." I think it may still be true that I don't "get" them, but apparently, I'm compelled to make them anyway.
The Universe. S/he's a tricksy one, isn't she? Likes her jokes, s/he does...