Some days it’s still all about craft

Ok — as September’s of A Month of Softies “Personal Challenge” theme comes into its last days, I have decided to join Kim’s Modern Quilt-Along! I have the book coming in the mail, but I found a copy of it at the library on Monday (serendipitously staring at me from a quilting book display while Amelia and I stood waiting in queue to check out our books) so thought I would jump right in. I am going to make a single bed quilt for Amelia’s room and the pattern I have settled on is Marquee. I couldn’t find a photo of a finished Marquee quilt on the Fun Quilts site, but there is a snap of a Amanda’s Marquee table runner here. The basic block design is a little like this

Why did I pick Marquee? Well, firstly it’s one of the easier ones in the book. Not the easiest, but not too bad for a beginner. Secondly, I do have such an attraction to good old fashioned country cottage quilts but I also love the idea that Weeks Ringle and Bill Kerr talk about in their introduction — they believe in making quilts which reflect the current times and design culture. I think this one kind of pulls together both ideas. It has that simple, blocky feeling of some of the most traditional quilts but with a fun and flirtatious twist. I am drawn to the vintage (30s and 40s) and reproduction prints but, in the same way I use them in my toys, I would like to make something a little quirky with them. I think that these may work in the strips around the edges of the more plain squares… using low contrast prints of course (I am learning so much from this book! How easy it to get lost in!).

The other thing that I love about the Modern Quilt book is the notion of the “Big Idea” – finding something to wrap a story around to create your most individual palette of colours. I love looking at the diagrams they have drawn which accompany each quilt demonstrating how incredibly different each looks depending on the colour palette. So what’s my Big Idea? Well, Amelia’s room has that bright green wall sitting along-side three white walls, and gentle pinky-brown tasmanian oak floorboards. She also has a beautiful, full flowering camellia outside her window which currently has bright pink blooms and beside it is a fuchsia with delicate pinky-purple flowers hanging like little lanterns. I think it would be kind of nice to make Amelia a quilt which she will have for always which evokes the colours and the mood of her childhood bedroom. Plus it will match. Bonus.

I am a complete quilting novice so this may just not be something I am quite capable of pulling off, but this is my personal challenge!

Speaking of Amelia’s room, here is a new toy sitting on her window sill (in front of the fuchsia no less). As you can see, this little bear has arms that stick out at 90 degrees. This was not a deliberate thing (like so much of my toy making) and at first it annoyed me but now I have decided that in fact it was a special design feature so she looks like she’s waiting for a big hug. She’s off to the Northern Hemisphere to give plenty.

When I’m not making cupcakes I am swearing at appliances

Here is an illustration which sums up my weekend. We had a mountain of dirty laundry — a huge stinky mountain that threatened our physical beings any time we went near it for fear it may topple and smother us (what a way to go!). So Saturday was the day to get it done. I want to confess that even though I have what could loosely be categorised as a crafty/domestic-life blog and Martha Stewart does get a bit of air time here, and I do put up the occasional recipe or talk about cushions and quilts… I really, really dislike housework. I would much rather be reading blogs about other people avoiding housework by having interesting lives, so it only gets done under great sufferance. Things were getting pretty desperate by the weekend. Clothing items were coming out of my wardrobe which haven’t seen the light of day since 2001. I tried to kid myself that I was looking kind of cool and retro… hm. The washing machine ran for a solid eight hours on Saturday. Because our backyard is still a work in progress, we only have a tiny little line so most of the washing went straight into our evil, energy sapping dryer. It’s an old dryer which we inherited from Paul and Lara some time ago, and I think it may have seen better days. I shouted so many bad words at that dryer over the weekend. I kept appearing from the laundry red faced with a new tale of dryer-terror. Torn shirts, twisted towels – still wet after ninety minutes. Etc. Anyway, that was my weekend. Laundry and anger.

Big Bunny

October’s theme for A Month of Softies is likely to be Enormous Landmarks. I am just kidding but how incredibly marvellous is this bunny on a mountainside in Italy?

Viennese art group Gelatin designed the giant soft toy and say it was “knitted by dozens of grannies out of pink wool”.


Via Johnny (on Drawn!).

Green and fuzzy

Here is a little chenile guy in red overalls who is heading off to Newcastle with Beck so he can take part in the “Stuffed” show as part of the “This is Not Art” festival.

STUFFED is a group exhibition incorporating soft sculpture by emerging Australian and International artists. The works are inspired by the aesthetics of plush toys and their relationship to human behaviour, investigating social norms and a darker side of ‘cuteness’.

If you are lucky enough to be in Newcastle for the festival, you can find Stuffed in Shop 7 Civic Arcade, Newcastle from the 29th September. 12 noon to 5.00pm.

Also going is this spooky little white cat toy for part of the show where all the toys will be made purely white.

Little White is creepy and I am glad she’s left the house and isn’t sitting on my table anymore. She reminds me of some kind of pupa version of one of my cats, waiting to emerge from a cocoon.

Snail girl

The rain is bringing out the snails. Something as simple as a snail reminds of me how incredibly new to this world my little person is. A new discovery has been made – at the age of almost three she sits and watches a snail for minutes (which translates as hours in toddler time – a bit like dog years) totally fascinated, occasionally finding enough bravery to reach out her hand and gently touch its eye stalks causing it to retreat into its shell. The snails are eating my seedlings but how on earth can I step on them while Amelia is so entranced by their gentle slimyness? Instead we hurl them into the bushes in the furthest corner of the garden hoping they crawl into a neighbouring yard.