Sarah’s quilt

Sarah came round for lunch yesterday. I made a pie. We ate the pie. We went for a breezy walk. . . . and Sarah had a suprise . . . . . no, Bruce, it’s not for you . . . . . . a quilt! For me! Sarah began making this lovely thing…

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York Craft Tour

(Felix in Duttons). I am busy. I do not find long working days particularly good for either body or soul. During periods of insane activity, one must always find a little time to spend in the restorative presence of friends, and it was great to meet up with Felix the other day. We spent a…

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belle’s summer quilt

The quilt is finished! To recap: The quilt-top is made out of twelve of Belle’s stripey t-shirts, cut up and pieced together; I used an old blue sheet for the quilt back and one layer of light cotton batting. I tried various methods of hand-quilting the top, but didn’t like the way the stitches interfered…

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help

I fear I may be developing Brocketty tendencies. I spent the morning binding the quilt: The binding is not made from T-shirt material like the rest of the quilt (couldn’t face the horror of binding it with jersey) so I cut strips from a pair of trousers instead. The fabric is a nice, stable cotton-linen…

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sounding out

Me and the quilt have been sounding each other out for some weeks now. I have been trying various things on the quilt top. Various threads. Various directions. None of them felt or looked quite right. Whatever feeling I followed, the stitch lines just seemed wrong. Stitching the quilt top seemed to work against the…

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from twelve t-shirts

You may be wondering what has happened to Belle’s quilts. Well, it is taking time. I have to choose the right moments to work on them. They feel and smell of Belle. Making them is not an easy thing. But there has been some progress recently. For the first quilt I chose twelve of Belle’s…

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functional poetry

I have been making a start thinking about Belle’s quilts. She lived near Blackpool, and the first quilt will be a jolly sea-side-y affair, made up entirely of her stripey tops and T-shirts — of which she had over thirty. In the summer she was always in stripes. I’ve been looking at different methods of…

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same as it never was

I nipped out this lunchtime to visit the Edinburgh Quilt Show. I spent quite a bit of time with the themed exhibitions, among which I saw several quilts, all of them nice variations on the same sampler design, made by students of Mandy Shaw. This is how these quilts were described: I confess I was…

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belle’s things

I am wary of posting about something so painful and personal, but feel it is important, so here goes. A few weeks ago, my mother-in-law died. Her death was unexpected, very sudden, and very sad indeed. Belle was only 64, was looking forward to retiring, and, in fact, would have done so this week. She…

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got

Among the lovely things I received: A ‘ballerina‘ kit from Hanne Falkenberg . . . . . . some fabulous vintage fabrics, of which these bellhops were my favourite . . . . . . coasters made of Japanese washi and shaped like wee kimonos . . . . . . and this wonderful quilted…

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words and stitches

Last night I dreamt I was reading a sweater. I stood at the front of a full room. The sweater was my script and I read aloud from its stitches as if they were braille. Perhaps this dream suggests my mind’s happy ability to mingle together what I do for a living with what I…

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