As Scooby Doo would say, “Ruh roh.”
Saturday afternoon I endured that most difficult of trials, a trip to Michael’s with the two fellas. This was no trip in search of paint or clay or July 4th bunting or little shells to glue on boxes or soap kits with lavender-smelling drops or any of the other 46 reasons we go to the crafts store. Oh, no. This was a trip for ME.
To get this:
The Olfa 45 mm rotary cutter. The world’s most life-threatening craft tool. It’s like the X-acto knife people put their heads together and thought, Man. If we could just make this blade more dangerous.
I just couldn’t help myself. I have all of Hubbo’s dad’s shirts sorted out, and there are enough to make a stripey quilt, a checked one, a solid one, and a madras one.
The stripey shirts called to me all day, and finally I had to have a go at them. I got out my Math-o-meter 2000 and calculated how many triangles I would need to cut in order to make a Kaffe Fassett Striped Boxes Quilt (see Found Objects), and 800 isn’t really THAT many triangles once you pop in that depressing Beck record and get in a malevolent groove. My Olfa can cut five layers of fabric at once, plus one small finger or cat tail.
The plan is to enlist the help of Elmira, quiltmistress of Greenville, Alabama, to piece and quilt these triangles into their Kaffeish destiny. Thank you to Dr. Betty Ruth of Point Clear, Alabama, for pointing me in the direction of Elmira.
And really extraspecial thanks to Julie M. for sending the copy of Passionate Patchwork, which got this whole mania started.
I’m looking forward to figuring out the lay of the squares, once I finish snipping.
There is not even the remotest chance that we will need to rename our blog Mason-Dixon Quilting, but I hope you’ll bear with me while I get this out of my system. I frankly don’t know how people can do this particular craft. But I’m sure the quilters of the world are over there wondering about those weird knitter people.