This was my fabric storage. Lovely and folded. It looked like this twice in the last year. The open storage is perfect for a Type A. When it comes to storage, I am so not type A.
In addition to the general failings of open storage, this shelf needed to have that piece of wood between it and the wall to not sway back and forth.
What is a girl to do? Ikea. Ikea is the best and the worst. So inexpensive. And my husband put together two of these labor-intensive cabinets. And ta-da !
I mean, right? Just love this part of mu atelier now ! A servicable cutting table, lots of scrap storage, and room to display a mini quilt collection as I build it. Where is the fabric? There are two more cabinets coming with lots of those baskets so I can put the fabric in there without folding it all to line up. More pictures and more squeeing later.
It is such a dream to have a room all to myself for sewing, and this beautiful storage makes this even more wonderful.
I currently am working on the most dope baby quilt I have ever made. Not kidding – truly the greatest. But because that baby quilt is secret sewing, here are some pictures of some other baby quilts I have wrapped up quickly. They are pretty ok…
This was made based on a pattern in wanderlust quilts. I modified and simplified it a bit so there weren’t any Y-seams. I used V and Co. Ombre. Something about the ombres, especially the yellow and turquoise make it look light the quilt is lit from within. I used Kona Medium Gray… and my favorite baby boy quilt back fabric of the season, this Zoology print..
I loved giving this quilt. The mom recipient is one of my favorite people. And she really loved the quilt.
Next up is a quilt made for a friend who was going to be surprised by the gender. When I ask what colors a nursery is going to be decorated, the trend is going to get very specific answers. Which I would be the EXACT SAME if I was decorating a nursery. But as a quiltmaker, I yearn for free color and artistic control. So when this mom said, “um, I don’t know, green?” I was thrilled. And wowzer did I get crazy with the green. I had a lot of fun with this quilt.
How sweet is that? Love all of those greens – and I do think it will be equally cheerful for a boy and girl. This has become my favorite baby quilt pattern. It is on-point 5-in squares and tied. The tieing and no binding make the quilts lay flatter and look cleaner.
I backed this quilt with a fun all-over numbers green print.
I have made 4 boy quilts in a row, so I was ready for a girl quilt. So I used the same pattern and went crazy with the girly flowery prints.
Oh my gosh, that quilt is my jam !! I still have to tie it, but then it will go to Project Linus. I think it will make a small girl and a family happy. With all those beautiful blooms, how couldn’t it?
When I sit down to write I get stuck. This year has been hard. So much loss. Too much loss. The latest being of my beloved Annie. My dad and I drove a sweet puppy home a little over 14 years ago. She was tiny and the sweetest little soul I have ever met.
She became my love, my family, my friend, my baby. She stuck by me (literally) everyday. So many stories of her that I need to write down before they are gone. But it feels too raw. Thinking of her face, even looking at a photo of her creates a stabbing feeling in my head and my stomach. That feeling that she is just gone. forever.
And so I want to get back to blogging. But I need a pass to not write about the loss. It feels like I am being untrue. But it is the opposite. I can only be true to my sanity to pause from this rawness.
So blogging on some really shallow things, mostly quilting, is forthcoming.
And then there is this little guy. His name is Toby. He is new to our home and is giving me all of his joy and love in exchange for kisses and tears and cuddles. He is giving me permission to breathe and smile. He talks to me all the time. When he gets scared he runs to me. At night, he sleeps on my pillow and purrs until I fall asleep. He is full of discovery – he spent hours on Saturday jumping in and out of a basket – I think he thought he was invisible when he was in the basket and was so proud of himself for discovering this. When he is excited, he runs so fast his back legs get out of synch. He has no idea how cute he is. He imagines himself a great hunter as he drags his stick and feather toy across the house.
I can’t imagine a better medicine for my sadness.
I love you Annie. I will always love you. And I know that me being ok was always the most important thing to you. I am ok. I promise.
I still want to learn to draw. It has been challenging for me, because my brain doesn’t communicate to my hands in that way. Which is just practicing enough in order to build the connection for communication. But when I want to practice drawing, I don’t know where to start, what to do.
This week I drew my cup of pens and pencils on my desk. It is so far from good. But it is progress. Practice Practice Practice.
This is the first in a series of cups of stuff. Weirdly awesomely fun to draw.