Showing posts with label Quilts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Quilts. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish. A Fast and Fishy Baby Quilt.

Our friend The Hiker was about to leave town to spend a couple months on the Appalachian Trail.  We met him and his soon to be Trail-Widow for a send-off drink the other night.

"Why didn't you name your blog, EatBikeSleepRepeat?" asked The Hiker.  "It always seems to be about food."

It does?  

I can change that.

As a matter of fact I am way ahead of you, Mr. Hiker.  I was already planning to throw everyone off this week with some show and tell. 

Bike.  Eat.  Yes of course.  Every day!

But, it's also nice to have something that puts you to Sleep. 

I have just the blog post for that.

The Chick and I were invited to a baby shower last month.  It was fun.  I have never had fun at a baby shower before so this one wasn't just a surprise for the guest of honor. 

Scout's daughters, Sea and Breeze, have been friends of the Chick since they were all in preschool.  For Sea, the glowing mother-to-be, the gift needed to be special.  From the heart.  And loosely themed on the ocean, for which she is named.


The Chick searched the Orlando bookstores for me, while I conducted my own search here.  Not one copy of Dr Suess's "One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish" anywhere.  Too bad.  It's an old favorite, and I would have loved to pass on it's magic cadence of fishy rhyming to the little newcomer.


What to do when words are not an option?


Go for the visual.


First, a sketch.  It doesn't need to be fancy.  Actually, it's better if it isn't.





Then, head to the fabric stash for auditions. 


The urge to cut up perfectly good pieces of cloth and sew them back together again is a hereditary addiction.  I totally blame my grandmother, mother, sister, and aunts.  (And Boutique 4 Quilters, the local dealer in my drug of choice, cotton batiks.)

I love batiks, fabrics that have a bit of glow.  It's an elusive quality, but you know it when you see it.  Kind of like Sea right now, the proverbial glowing mom-to-be.  You can't quite describe it, but it's there for everyone to see.

The fabric audition is the most important part of any quilt-to-be.  The cleverest design can not save a quilt if you don't love the colors. 


So, play with the fabrics.  Put them all out there.  Stack them together.  Separate them by color.  I often arrange light to dark within each color.  Narrow down color choices.  Subtract what doesn't work. 

Sometimes the fabrics live on the dining room table for awhile.  Walking by, you may catch a combination out of the corner of your eye that you like (or hate).  Play with the stack until it's right.


This time though, I don't have the luxury of a lengthy audition process.  The shower is only one week away!


When a thought process is a luxury, don't use one.  

Go on instinct.  Contrast.  A dark combination of warm reds within an expanse of cool blue-greens should do it.  Squares and straight lines governed by curves.
 
From here on it's about the basics; a little craftsmanship, a lot of patience.






I usually don't cut each and every square individually.  It's a lot faster to sew long strips together, cut the strips crosswise, reverse, and re-sew.  But this time I decided I wanted the look to be truly random. 

Once the palette of reds was decided upon, I simply picked them up in any old order and constructed a fabric panel destined to become the Red Fish.  And then a similar one of long strips for the Blue Fish.

Once both panels are ready, stack them, each right side up, with the brightest on top. 

It really helps to trim the  outside edges to the same size as well, something I neglected.  That's OK, this is something I have neglected before.  As long as close attention is paid when pinning, the outside edges can be trimmed later.

If you are good at freehand, get out the Olfa cutter and go.  I need a little guidance so I raid my hash-stash for a bright yellow piece of chalk and draw the fish to scale.  (Ha-ha, scale, get it?)  

I have so much trouble with getting the fish to look right, I resort to drawing a grid over my original sketch and use the red squares of fabric correspondingly. 

Chalk wipes off time after time, which can be very handy.






Once the design is sketched, THEN  get out the Olfa and go.





Now you have two fish: one red, one blue, and contrasting borders for each. 

So, rearrange the pieces, sew up the curves and you're ready to make the quilt sandwich.







Oh well, maybe not quite so easy as that.  But pretty easy just the same. 

Here's where the patience comes in. 


Don't put the chalk away. 

Curves are trouble if the fabrics migrate or stretch, and they will if you don't use pins. 


A lot of pins. 

So retrieve the chalk from wherever it rolled to last, and mark and pin the contrasting right sides together. 


Pin every inch.  Literally.  Trust me on this.  Patience.  It's way easier than locating the seam ripper and taking every stitch out of stretchy, bias cut fabric.


Mark corresponding edges.


Pin right sides together, mark to mark.

Easy does it.


Press the seam and move on to the next one.
No worries about the chalk.  It wipes off, remember?


Two panels, ready for the next step.


From here the quilt can go one of two ways.


Either sew both panels together as one top for an extra large crib quilt, or put them back to back, making a smaller, reversible quilt.


I choose reversible.  Side one, the Red Fish.  Side two, the Blue Fish.


Now I trim the outside edges.  It really doesn't matter what the measurements end up as long as they are both the same, and both reasonably rectangular.  What does matter is that the perimeters match.  And that you have left room for binding the edge without covering the pointy end of the fish's nose - or tail.


I set my machine up for quilting.  My little entry-level Bernina is pretty much a straight line kind of gal.  ("Entry-level", as we say in the bike biz, means the cheapest version a company makes.)  There is no stitch regulator.  I can do straight lines with the walking foot.  That's about it. 


To be really fancy, and if the quilt is small enough, it can be manipulated into quilting long slow curves. 


Yes.  Perfect for a watery look with a fish on each side.




Red Fish


Blue Fish

Cat Fish?


Done!


And Pepper-approved. 


Just in time, too.





Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I Don't Cotton To Solids. Quilter's High.

All right!  Finally a decent run in the park!  Must be the new Nikes...

Maybe it's the runners high, but my next stop, Boutique 4 Quilters is the best quilt shop anywhere, EVER, and it's right here in Melbourne.  ALL Batiks.  Hundreds of fabrics and not one solid.  

Besides the obvious good taste in fabric, the store greeters are superb.  Today's greeter, the store owner's golden retriever, trots to the door for a prompt and friendly hello.  (WalMart eat your heart out!)

Anita is with a fabric rep, so I get to peruse the rainbow of shelves for woven treasure all on my own, which is exactly the way I like it.

Spending weekends on the bike keeps me hopelessly out of the quilting loop.  I missed the quilt-a-thon last weekend.  The goal was  300 quilts for Haiti.  Anita said they exceeded the 300 by working in the shop and the empty storefront next door for 48 hours straight.  48 hours!  Wow!  I usually go buggy after about two.


Anita gives me her key to the adjoining store, and I let myself in for a look.  The visiting fabric rep catches up, and we tour the dim, vast space of the old Michael's store together.  The photo shows less than a quarter of what's hanging, and there's 2 more tables piled with quilts besides.  All to be picked up this week for transport to Haiti with a local doctor.


315 quilts in 48 hours.  Wow!  

Lest you think this looks like gentle, refined and ladylike fun, a caveat.

Do not enter the world of quilting lightly.

There is something one should know. 

About the fabric stash. 

Quilters are fabric addicts, and to sustain the high, there are only two rules:
  1. One must continuously search and acquire. 
  2. One can never have too much fabric. 
For some reason I am attracted to yellows lately.... but there's a really beautiful new red!  And a contrasting green... 

(See rule #2)

Back home with my treasure.  Wash.  Dry.  Iron. 

The fun begins - the fabric audition!



Cutting is next.  This project is going to be simple, and quick.  I feel like triangles!   

Mermaids - 2009
I am done with curves for awhile.


Mermaids - 2009
Don't feel like applique or messing with glittery paint.



Nice simple triangles, yeah...

So I put a new blade in the Olfa, 

(ALWAYS start a project with a new blade in the Olfa, unless you actually like tearing your hair out.)

 and I cut,
  and cut,
     and cut.

for what seems like 48 hours, but is probably 48 minutes.




And then the rain comes.  No sewing today.  Too gloomy. 

Hey now, I know what you're thinking!  I'm not that old!  I can see just fine!  But the colors aren't as true when the light is gray.  The final pairing of colors will have to wait for morning.

But, what a great day!  Surprise day off, runners high, fabric high, free quilt show.... 

Plus - it's Tuesday.

Biggest Loser night is Pizza Night around here! 

Depraved?  Perhaps.  But satisfying, oh so satisfying.




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