I learned to quilt two years ago. Well, I feel like I’m just beginning to learn, so it’s more accurate if I say something like “I’ve been learning to quilt for the past two years.”
And really, it’s been lots of fun. I love seeing new patterns, finding fabrics I’d like to use, new designs, new weights of fabric. I am still staying with squares and rectangles, mostly straight lines. Or at least trying to make them straight! It’s the mixing of these lines, these cuts that makes each quilt so special and unique.
I love touching the fabrics. Thinking of who the quilt is going to go to, where it might be used for, whats the occasion. I like using upcycled fabrics, from sweaters, sheets, skirts, blouses, anything that looks beautiful and needs to continue with its life.
I also like going to the fabric store and finding new patterns and seeing all that is out there, just so beautifully displayed, so many great ideas. There seems to be inspiration all over.
When we arrived from India I felt the urge to make things. It was winter and I felt cold coming from what it seemed like more than half a year of summer. I felt the need of catching up in the making of things. I still do. So I started this quilt. For me. For us. For our bed this one, so it was going to be big, or at least bigger than any of the other ones I’ve made.
So I picked the flannels I’ve gathered, put those that I liked together and on a trip to the fabric store, found a fabric that put everything together. This pattern on the brown fabric (and the light blue) I just loved. It reminded me of designs I saw in India.
I played with the placement of the blocks.
Until I found what I liked.
I’ve had few days with chunks of hours to myself and was able to put it together pretty quickly.
And now on our bed, keeping us warm in the cold nights we still have. It’s only March after all!