She's shed a nice bit of light on the road to Epiphany. Though she's not as fragrant as her predecessors, she's been great company this season. She's given us a different perspective , a challenge, a fresh kind of illumination. Making something new of something old, that's the gift and the challenge of the new year.
Somehow, a much-loved teenager heads off to college in a few months. I wanted to send her off with a cozy-but-tough something for four years' studying on the campus green space or chilly evenings on the bleachers or hanging with friends on the floor or couch in the dorm.
College-colors quilt, in the late-spring breeze, just before it headed to its new owner and what I hope will be years of fun.
I haven't made a quilt in over 20 years! And I've never, ever, tried my hand at machine-quilting. But having no experience or even the right tools has never stopped me before! Maroon-gold-black will be her school colors, so off I went, in search of a few small prints that split that accidental-intentional mix of shades and patterns.
My design idea was super-basic, easy, and it moved along pretty quickly. I cut a kaboodle of 5" wide strips in varying lengths, laid them out in a rough arrangment and sewed'em up, end-to-end, then long strip by long strip. It was big fun and required no matching of seams! Win-win!
Below, squaring up the quilt sandwich with my T-square.
One of the things that hasn't changed since I made a quilt by hand--circa1996--is that I still LOVE to make a scrappy binding. Really, I could do nothing but make binding. All day. Every day. Joy.
A lovely scrappy binding for this quilt, below.
Daisy, helping at the critical moments, just as she does for most every project.
Grandmother Campbell's 1959 Singer, doing the heavy lifting, in the background.
Binding the quilt, not my favorite part, but I suspect I don't have quite the right machine foot to make the best of the job. Looking forward to figuring that out on the next project.
And finally, a quilt-in-the-wild shot, hanging out in the late spring sunlight on the back of the Mister's 1967 F-100. The quilt was sent off to its new owner later that same afternoon.