I don’t quite remember if it was a small bedroom or a large closet, but it was in the eaves of my grandma’s old farmhouse. We called it the “dress-up closet,” and it was filled to the rafters with glamourous things: high heeled shoes, hats with veils, hoop skirts, and dresses with puff sleeves. I’m pretty sure they were real clothes, worn by real women, but that was a long time ago. I loved them, and I tried them all on.
For a silly white elephant gift, I turned a photo of a friend’s coworker into a pillow that stole the spotlight at the holiday party. Printable Fabric is an amazing tool for your crafty arsenal. These cotton sheets slide through your inkjet printer and let you print any design onto fabric. Follow these simple steps create a unique pillow of your own using printable fabric.
Convention, market, festival – whatever the name, I love quilt cons. The shopping, the like-minded people, and the excitement are all irresistible. But my favorite part is the booths. These 10x10-foot spaces are blank canvases. A well-designed booth isn’t just a display of fabrics and quilts – it’s a window into a lifestyle. As I walk down the endless aisles, the scenes change like pictures in a slideshow, and I’m transported from world to world.
My 7-year-old nephew didn’t know it, but he designed an applique pattern. He’s learning to draw, and of course he draws super heroes. He was so proud of this drawing of the DC hero Robin that I decided to surprise him by turning his drawing into an applique pillow.
Over the last 14 years as a professional long arm quilter, I’ve helped my clients finish over 1500 quilts. Each quilt has its own personality, its own beauty, and its own story. As much as each carefully-handmade quilt wants a good home, they also want to be shown off. I know this because the quilts tell me.
Quilting changes the way my brain works. After an afternoon of quilting last week, I was noticing beauty everywhere. A dusty path disappearing into the hills, bright flowers on long stems, the wag of a dog's tail. It turns out, this phenomenon is a real thing.
My six-year-old son started his first basketball clinic. In true 'mom' form, I've been preaching the importance of practicing. Even though he's picking it up quickly, I want him to take that natural ability and strengthen it.