Showing posts with label applique. Show all posts
Showing posts with label applique. Show all posts

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Rabbit Hopping By

Snippets of felting wool yardage and recycled garments have appeared in a couple of posts.
I have begun experimenting with wool applique on crazy quilt background.I am really enjoying the freedom of this more Primitive style. My first image.
Happy Easter Everyone
Terry

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Friday Night Sew-in: Cotillion

My first Friday Night Sew-in project was to pickup a stalled project and see if comraderie inspired me.


And so to the story.


The roses are from my garden appropriate for a dance.


The stitching is a row of Dancing Dollies.


Roses for the Cotillion


translate Deb Ball




A completed row of dollies.


First of 4





Start of the second row of dollies and pieces.


I am hoping that by using this as my Sew-in project to get back into the quilt it is intended for.








My team was playing Friday Night Rugby League so maybe not quite as much accomplished as I hoped.


Half way





The brier patch rose garden at sunrise Saturday with a Fairy Floss pink cotton candy sky
.Well it is Friday night in Paris and the house is still settled from Friday in Sydney still in bed.


I did another set of arms. I hope to finish during the rest of the weekends' football.


Thanks to Friday Night Sew-in I am back to stitching my cotillion girls.



Happy Stitching to All


Terry



Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Hearts and Memories

Hearts and Memories
A tiny quilt with lots of memories.
The hearts on this quilt were my first foray into applique. Knowing nothing about the process I basted the hearts onto cardboard and then needle turned sort of in place.
I now know the process I used was similar to using freezer paper.
Freezer paper did exist at this time but no one was using it for quilting.
The pink fabric in the second row was used by my MIL to make a baby dress that both my daughters wore.
The rose floral print fabric was from a dress I made in my university days.
My father carried a photo of myself in the dress with the young man who became DH.
The dress is long since gone but not DH.
A very little quilt with a BIG heart.
Terry