A long-ish time ago before poetry, before running, before crochet, before cancer I did a lot of needlework, mainly counted cross-stitch but I had started experimenting with quilting and patchwork.
My first project was a hand stitched bag made from upcycled fabric.
I then made a small quilt, again entirely hand stitched, which I love and is usually (and currently) on my bed. The quilt was started pre-cancer and eventually completed about eighteen months after diagnosis.
Before this I had already planned my next project, I think if I worked each day on all my sewing and knitting/crochet projects I’d be kept busy until retirement age! Not only had I planned it but I had bought all the materials, including wadding and backing fabric, this was going to be a huge quilt, one that would keep me really cosy in the cold winters. Oddly, I had chosen fabrics in pink, green and cream, odd because our bedroom is blue. However, as with many things that got put on hold, forgotten about, or that I lost interest in, my enthusiasm for such a big project had passed and all the materials remained hidden away in cupboards and drawers.
That is until I started setting up my den, when I retrieved all my sewing materials from their various hiding places and sorted everything into some kind of order. Having a dedicated space has sparked my enthusiasm for craft projects.
Keen to start, I’ve begun a smaller patchwork project using red and green Christmas fabrics before embarking on the massive quilt.
I completed the first square (above) today, but don’t worry, my writing and poetry haven’t been pushed aside, I’m merely having a writing break while 2018 draws to a close and I make some decisions about how I want to move forward with it.
For now I’m happy and excited to be back at my sewing machine.