This contest is hosted by Amy’s Creative Side. It is a great place to see a lot of beautiful projects. There are prizes just for entering. No pressure. Prizes are randomly drawn based on entries.
My entry is My “Oma’s Treasure”. I love this Wall Hanging because it means a lot to me. Brings back a lot of memories of My Oma and my Mom, who I miss. At 53 I still want my Mom sometimes. This is also something I dreamed up, so I can claim it for my own design, even though ti is a little Loud. I had a lot of great advice from my Blog friends on things to do, which I greatly appreciate.
My Oma has been gone since I was a teen-ager. The embroidery in the middle is from a kit she sent me from Germany. I found it is a box of stuff I was going through and decided to turn it into something Quilty. As a teen. I was not to bad at embroidery.
I certainly have gotten brave in a fairly short time with my quilting. Not only did I put pebbles in the sand, but I did some thread painting on the palm trees. I am thinking that my alternate personality must be taking over again. She seems to be better and braver with quilting than I am. I should name her. I will have to think about that one.
I am finding that this quilt with all the quilting is quite time consuming. I don’t mind, especially since this is for my one day grandchild. I think about that while I am quilting it. My daughter, who is only 13, thinks I am totally crazy. But being an “Old” Mom, I worry about not being around when she has children. If she waits as long as I did, it could happen. I need to make sure that those grandkids have quilts from me whether I am here or not. While she thinks I am crazy now, I hope she apprecaites it some day, whether I am here or not.
I actually really like this piece. I had lots of advice from people on what to do and I thank all of you for your help. I so very often finish pieces and am unimpressed. This is already hanging in my dining room by all the other beautiful thinks that once belonged to Oma, Mom and now me.
Despite the fact that my Oma could not speak English, she always knew what to send me that would make me happy. Something to make or do. I believe the center embroidered piece is around 40 years old. Surprisingly, I did not do such a bad job as a kid.
The embroidered piece is made from linen, so I did add some interfacing to the back to add a bit of stability. I also sewed glass beads in the centers of some flowers to keep the batting from shifting. I went totally outside my box and did quilting outside my comfort zone and I am totally happy with it. How crazy is that? So, now, when I sit down to dinner, I can imagine Oma smiling down at me. Getting sentimental, I should stop now.
So, I found this fabric when I was going through my stash and decided that it would make a cute baby quilt. I must have thought that when I bought it, because I also have matching fabric for the back. After I cut out all the animal squares, I turned around and sewed them back together with sashing. My daughter thought this was totally crazy and a big waste of time. She kept asking why I was cutting them up and I told her “So I can sew them back together”. She just looked at me with that dumb founded look as if Mom had completely flipped out.
Even though she thinks I am crazy, it still came out cute. It went together quickly, mostly because it was simple, I am sure. Either way, I like it. Not sure how I am going to quilt it, likely something simple. It will make a great gift or go in the cedar chest for my someday, way way off grandchild.
My daughter is 13 and being an “OLD MOM”, I am always concerned that I may never meet my grandchildren. So, I make quilts for them now, just in case. Whether I am here or not, they will have a quilt form their grandmother. I know, in the words of my daughter, WEIRD.
So I Started making my daughter Haley a library quilt. She is a total bookworm. I have been secretly trying to keep it from her. I even contacted the school librarian to get me a list of books she has checked out. I have been secretly going in her room and taking pictures of her book shelves so I knew all the titles. I wanted to make it not just a library quilt, but her library quilt with all her books on it.
Well, the last quilt I finished, she decided needed to be hers. I kept telling her no. She
kept giving me that sideways look where she knows I am not telling something. Then the light bulb went off and she said “OMG you are making me a quilt”. Then she ran downstairs to look for it. I ended up telling her it was the LQ (library quilt) box so she did not destroy everything in her path.
Needless to say she is very excited and immediately began writing down other books for me to add. Now she will continually bug me to get it done. Wanted me to use it as my one Monthly Goal, which I may do for September, but I needed a couple of other things to do it for this month. She will have to learn patience. Sometimes these things take me a really long time.
Trying to decide if it is too obnoxious or loud. My goal was not to take away from the embroidery. I am not sure that I did that here. I don’t mind the happy colors, but when you look at it’s like a slap in the face of color. I still have a couple things in mind to do. One more one inch green around the outside, I think. I plan to quilt the outside, but I am not sure how yet. For where the embroidery is, since it is a such a long piece, I think I will sew tiny glass beads in the centers of some of the flowers to ensure the batting does not shift. Of course, my binding is a bit crazy. I have a striped piece of fabric (green/orange/pick/yellow) to add to the craziness of this piece. Feel free to give me your opinion on my color choices and any suggestions on quilting (kinda stumped with that). You will not offend me if you think it is awful. I asked for it. LOL.
On a positive note, some good news, my older daughter, who was in a horrific head on collision nearly a year ago, has moved out. I would say she is 90% of her old self, which is pretty good considering what I saw the first night in the ICU. While it was a challenging six months after the accident. The outcome was far better than I anticipated.
In July, the quilt guild is having a garage sale for quilting fabric/items. I was going through some boxes looking for things I could part with (more like make room for more) and came across this embroidered item.
Right away it brought tears to my eyes. I made this from a kit that Oma sent me from Germany. She knew I was crafty and often sent me something she knew I would like to do. She also sent me a piece of silverware for my collection. I so remember looking at that silver fork and looking at my mother wondering why I always got silverware from her on my birthday and at the holidays (along with the crafty items). My mother would always tell me that I will appreciate it later. While I hated getting utensils as a present when I was a kid, Mom was right. I certainly do appreciate it now. I have an entire set of silver for 12. It is something I truly cherish. Every holiday I think of her and my mother when I get it out.
Since Oma died when I was in my late teens, I imagine this piece is pretty old. Maybe 40 years or close to it. Once I ironed it, it was perfect. Originally I think it was made to hang on your front door. I may still do that, but not until I add something quilty. I am thinking it needs to be colorful, hot pinks, oranges, lime greens. Not sure of design yet, but I may keep it simple so not to take away from the embroidery and Oma’s memory.
Tomorrow I am going to a quilt in. Yeah. Can’t wait to spend the day with my friend Lynn doing what we love.
You think it would be so we could play pool. Nope. It is really there so I can lay out quilts. I went to Lowe’s and bought a board that fit perfectly on top. While it is not quite tall enough for me, it certainly beats trying to do it on the floor. Then I would have dogs walking across it or laying on it. Using the pool table just means the dogs are laying underneath it or at my feet.
This is totally a UFO, circa 1990’s. But it has a bit of special meaning. The second quilt I ever made was exactly the same. This was from leftover fabric (obviously bought way too much). It has special meaning, because I gave that quilt to my mother. It was the first time she was ever impressed with something that I did. Mom is not with us anymore, and I think one of my older sisters has the quilt.
I can tell that I did this quilt top a long time ago. Still had not figured everything about quilting. Totally ironed the seams like a rookie (open). The sashing…”Good God” … horrible. My use of a ruler was truly an issue back then.
I managed to fix it enough to get is square so I could quilt it. I wanted to find the same thread I used on Mom’s, but could not find it anywhere. It was a multi-color Sulky that was Black, Red and gold. It really looked awesome of the quilt. I wound up with a variegated black/gray. It will have to do.
This is a simple quilt (basic 9 patch), so I will do simple quilting. I will likely do a loopy meandering.
That is about the only thing I got done this weekend. New Rheumatoid Arthritis drug, sort of kicked my butt on Saturday. Crossing my fingers that this one works. I am on Drug #4 in the last six months. I do feel much better today though. Just need to keep my immune system up since all these drugs kill your immune system.
So, since joining a Quilting guild, that does lots of charity work, On Friday night, I decided to work on a few of those items.
Since my 13 year old was in trouble, I decided that she was going to be my assistant. At first she made a face at me and then I told her potentially wat the alternative could be (something crappy), so she quickly changed her mind.
I explained to her that we would be making these hearts for the local Hospice. Once someone is hospice passes, they write a message on one side of the heart and then all the nurses that cared for that person sign the back. A very sweet gesture at a difficult time.
So, I let Haley pick fabric out of the scrap basket. Then I gave her a pattern and had her cut out the batting for the hearts. Of course she informed me that she was not good at that and I told her that she would have to practice until she got it right. Then, Miranda felt left out and joined the party. She became the chief ironer.
They did not do too badly, there were a few rejects, but overall a success.
Since I am finally feeling a bit better, I also go to work on my one monthly goal project. I totally need to get it off my design board so I can put something else up there.
My projects have expanded out of my sewing room and are not taking over other parts of the family room. I have stolen the pool table and placed a board on top of it so I could use it as a work area. I also put my design board in the pool room. My shape cutter is sitting next to the bar with several plastic tubs of important stuff and then of course I store a couple of things in the corner of the kid’s family room. Then there is the long table on the other side of the bar where I usually do my quilting.
I should probably real it in a bit before I have a full scale family revolt on my hands.
Well, I am at the hospital making hexies again. Today Miranda is having surgery on her elbow. When she had her accident, she had a compound fracture of her elbow. She also lost about 3 inches of the bone. So today, they will take a bone from her thigh and use it to permanently repair her elbow. She has limited movement, so hopefully this will provide her better range of motion. The x-ray is totally scary looking. I have a few others I will ut on her page.
For now, I will continue to make hexies to pass the time. I still have two more pieces to make for the entire bedroom set, so at least it is productive.