Laid out the finished top to measure and OOPS! Can you see it? |
Yep. Those triangles are headed in the wrong direction. |
What to do with left-over blocks! |
Then I wanted to talk about making quilts. These two are the fourth and fifth quilts I've made for myself so far this year (I've also made two small quilts for a client). I have a quilt closet which is completely full and one full five-shelf bookcase. I sometimes try to count them, but I get really wrapped up in the sewistry and the textiles and colors that I lose track; but there are probably close to two hundred. Every time I tell my sister I'm making a new quilt (which I'm always doing at this point), she says "What for? Don't you have enough already? You should try to sell them!" Some of my friends share the same opinion. So, why is it wrong for me to want to keep my quilts?
Every quilt I've ever made and gave away is still in my heart. I remember one that I made for a public radio fund-raising auction. It was stolen. I have made innumerable quilts for new babies of friends and family and I always wonder what happened to them. Are they in storage? Were they sold at garage sales? Were they destroyed by the family pet? Used as beach or picnic blankets or -- HORRORS! -- truck bed liners! I know of one that was given away, but at least it's still in the family. I loved it and I poured my heart and soul into making it but it was not treasured as I had hoped.
So, I keep them. Can you relate to this, or am I the only one?
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