All of the Wedding Ring/Pickle Dish arcs are finished! No more foundation piecing for me until well.., the next time I get a hair brained idea to do something beyond my normal piecing capabilities. It'll probably be a New York Beauty pattern too. As long as I'm collecting pics of them like a mad woman, then I might as well prepare myself for the inevitable, don't you think? lol
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| Tracing and trimming |
But I'm not thinking about that right now. What I'm focused on for the moment is thoughts that go somewhat like this: Why don't I do the tedious work of trimming and such
as I finish up the parts? Ughhh.... It haunts me while I'm getting that cramp in my hand from sawing through fabrics with the rotary cutter. Every single time I find myself trimming for hours and days (a bit of exaggeration perhaps), I have to wonder, Will I
Never Learn? (Well, that and duh, it might help to change the blade out!)
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| More trimming.... |
I think there are just parts I don't like to do. Period. So I put it off for as long as possible and then suddenly find myself at a serious impasse with two basic choices: trimming or neglect? Einie mienie miney moe and eventually I square my shoulders and start working through the tough bits until everything falls into place. Usually. In a perfect world.*wink
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| Wedding Ring/Pickle Dish progress |
Don't get me wrong. Things are definitely shaping up with this quilt. No doubt about that. It's only taken a year or so, but most of these fabrics will still be speaking to me a year or ten from now so I'm not worried about anything being too dated to love. What I AM beginning to worry about (just a wee little bit) is how these fabrics will all look
together in the final equation. Like when they're all laying side by side in the very same quilt.
You see, I always lay my fabric out prior to cutting in fanned out stacks, checking, checking checking, squinting, pondering, maybe pull it in and out of a bag and do some re-evaluation. I make sure it all fits and works together. That's me. Rarely in a rush to commit myself. But then, I usually have my background fabric from the very start too. This time I bought it later.
Much later. And it's scaring me. If you know me at all, I like to have plenty of tension in my quilts from fabrics/colors semi-clashing with each other. But what if I pushed it too far this time? I'm sweating it. In fact, I'm not even showing you until I decide what I'm going to do for sure. This is the wrong time to be looking at
this pickle dish quilt and wondering why I always have to go and do my own thing. Hopefully this is just part of my
very normal process--the roller-coaster ride of me loving and then hating my quilts.
