Calling this quilt "Biddies and Growd Ones"
Saw this photo on the web . . . and thank you to the person who put it out there. It made me smile. When I saw it and had an ah-ha moment . . . a title for my next quilt.
From bits and pieces of scrap fabric (biddies)--growing some 12.5" square quilt blocks to build a queen size quilt.
Biddies and Growd Ones Quilt
42 blocks sewn, joined with a concrete gray cross sash and navy corner stone. Two rows assembled, 5 rows to go. Then I'll add a two strip border to finish piecing the top. This quilt is being constructed with my very reliable 1990 Sears Kenmore.
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I'm sewing from the comfort of the red dining room during the month of January and February. Its just too darn cold and icy walking from the house to the studio.
The WIND CHILL: we had some brutal -50 F below last week. Its the kind of weather that kills car batteries, and makes you stay home and make potato and ham soup, and we had some darn good chili too!
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I keep carving up scraps to produce 2.5" wide bits, and some 4" squares when possible. If you think this is my only bin of scrap fabric--you'd be wrong. I'm not saying how many. I'm just saying . . .
When I do summer shows--I bring along a turn of the century hand crank sewing machine--to demonstrate and get some work done while sitting.
Here's one of my favorite hand cranks, a 1916 Singer Model 28 with "Victorian" decals
I stitch end to end random lengths of 2.5" wide fabric. I sew and sew and sew until I have a palm size roll about 100" long. I store the rolls of scrap fabrics in a basket. From those rolls I make quilts and purses.
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I busted through a lot of scraps in January 2019. Finished another quilt top called
Personal Appearance from 4" squares. What a great stashbuster quilt.
Here are some photos of "Personal Appearance". When the weather breaks, I'll go back to the studio and do the long arm quilting on it.
Thank you for looking at my work. Leave me a message, and we'll discuss why we quilt and why there is no time left over to do anything else . . .
