Quilting Eff Oh
April 26, 2011
The Etsy quilt, she is finished.
1. Purchased “vintage feedsack quilt top” on Etsy.com, intending to send to machine quilter for insta-quilt.
2. When it arrived, discovered that it was actual vintage feedsacks, lovingly pieced by hand. Tiny running stitches. Some squares pieced from smaller bits. (That killed me a little.)
3. After consultation with a purist of pristine taste (you), decided to back it with plain muslin, for archival integrity. (I think the way you put it was, “Don’t ruin it.” Thank you, seriously. It was the right answer.)
4. Sent to most excellent machine quilter, Tillie Studio, for basting instead of quilting, as I could not deal with the bias stretch of all those squares on point.
5. Quilted by hand, inside the lines of the blocks, for a diamond grid effect. (Sorry I didn’t take a picture of the whole back. It’s nicely, but not densely, quilted.)
6. Endured two holiday weekends when I could not escape to the sewing machine long enough to piece and attach the double-fold binding.
7. Finally attached the binding in April, and spent a few blissful evenings on the sofa, blind-stitching it down by hand.
8. It is done. I washed it after these pictures were taken, and it puckered gently, with very little fading.
Though I say so myself: I do a nice corner. Pretty sure I sewed bindings on quilts in a prior life. It’s like scratching an itch.
A little of the back showing here. Possibly did some hand quilting in that same prior life. In handquilting, everything works out just fine. I get a thrill from popping the knots through the top to bury them between the layers. Genius.
The thing I’m most pleased about is that a project that an unknown quilter put aside, possibly as long ago as the 1940s, has been finished, in tidy and respectful fashion, and it’s in use. In a perfect world, every project would get finished, sometime. We wouldn’t worry about how many unfinished projects we have, confident that in 2070-something, somebody will get around to it.
P.S. Speaking of Unfinished Objects:
I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.