Day Six

The last design. Now I just have to put it together.

Day Five

Only one more design to go then I can start cutting, backing and sowing. It's all coming together nicely. A great project to do in front of the TV, even if it does sound a bit sad and domestic.

Day Four

Another day rolls by, another two sides of the ball come together. The deadline draws closer. This ball will be finished by the weekend oh yes, then it's a Russian roulette game to see which baby I am invited to see first. In this season of baby production there can be no favourites. It's first see me, first serve. Although they probably won't even want it and will wish I'd bought them a teddy instead. Will it be Baby A, Baby B or even Baby C? Time will tell. I might post up a pattern once I am finished if anyone is interested.

Day Three

Slowly everything is starting to come together. I am officially half way through the ball. The ball is basically two sets of 6 hexagons sown together. I have just completed two versions of the third pattern leaving three sets left before I can start sowing it together. I hope it's not a garish nightmare by the time I finish.

Day Two

The baby ball progresses slowly. My mother is making one at the same time. She has a pile of muted, space dyed felt. I have a pile of neon, rainbow coloured felt. I am interested to see the results. I know I will like hers more and have to make another. It's always the way when other people make things.

In other news: The Christmas fair has been cancelled so the stall is dead. I find this very sad. It seemed the collective of illustrators who organise it decided it was a lot of effort and thought they'd concentrate on moving studio instead. I think the fair as a whole still goes on, but it means that we can't latch onto the discount they get for being impoverished illustrators. This probably means that only the bigger name people will show which I think will change the nature of the fair as a whole. The thing I loved about it was the fact everything was so cheap, yet homemade. It was just very creative and exciting. Plus the fact that you know most of the stall holders means that you can spend all day drinking the mulled wine and laughing at each others produce. It just wouldn't be the same without them. Such is life. Stall production is officially at a standstill.

Baby Ball

So I have 4 weeks to make this quilt. You might think this is a long time but if you work all day then it becomes quite a race. As if that wasn't hard enough I am also making a traditional baby ball. It's really easy. the kind if thing you can do in front of the telly. Basically you draw 12 hexigons on calico and stitch 2 lots of 6 designs on each then sow the whole thing together to make a ball. More as it develops. I plan to do some every night this week and have it finished by the weekend. Brave words.

Quiltmania

Another baby is brewing so a new quilt is called for. The yellow plan has been abandoned as the material just nver showed up and time is running out. So I made all the blocks today.

Things I have learned:
The special flower quilting pins do make life easier, they lie flatter and are much finer and sharper.
Measuring at the beginning is the key to having it all line up. More next weekend as the project continues.

Happy Birthday to Meeeeee

The new Jano. It used to be the Jpod, but I gave that away. Then I had the juffle, but I mislaid it. Now, specially for my birthday, Simon bestowed the Jano on me. This latest nano from Apple has no covers for it yet as it is soooooo hot off the press. So without further a do. I made one out of a sock. It took minutes.

Snowballs

This is called a 'Snowball Nine Patch' quilt. My mum made this and I love it. I forced her to give it to me. I have been trying to start making a mini version in yellow and white for a baby, but fate it out to thwart me. eventually I got my act together and ordered the material. two weeks later it hadn't arrived so I rang up the mail order place to check my delivery. It was delivered they said. Lost. All my yellow and white. So now I am back to square one. I might, just might have to drop by the Amy Butler concession at Liberty's and splash out. The saga continues…

Floral Decay

I tea died some big floral material some time a go with the aim of making some rough n ready monsers who looked like they were brought up on fine bone china and walks along the promenade, only to fall into disrepute and debauchery. This is my mini test pilot: Alfonso. He is in denial, I'm nost sure about what, he won't say. He turns the light switches off and on three times upon entering any room and likes crooning love songs quietly to himself. Can you see his blotchy tea stained arm? I am very happy with that.