Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Growing up I always loved the quilts I would see, all the colors and shapes pieced together to make a beautiful work of art. They looked so hard and complex, I just knew I would never have one as beautiful. One year, around Thanksgiving in 2002 I got a wild hair and decided I would make my Mother a quilt for Christmas, I figured it couldn't be too hard. Right...I picked a block I liked and bought material and started cutting and sewing. Nothing came out right, not one seam was aligned correctly and what did they mean by a 1/4 inch seam allowance? Well luckily for me our LDS Stake had a 'quilting day' and I decided I would go and get some help. Well that first quilt is still sitting in a bag all cut up, maybe one day I will pull it out and finish it now I know what I am doing. I was taught about strip piecing and how easy it was. I picked out another pattern and I was able to get it made in only a few weeks (this was a lap size quilt) and then quilted in time to give my Mother for Christmas. SInce then I have made approximately 35 quilts over the last several years, maybe more that I can't think of right now. But I love quilting, it, I am constangtly working on something, always cutting or sewing and there are threads everywhere. When I finish a quilt there is just an 'awe' overwhelming feeling of satisfaction.