I have spent most of the day hand quilting.
It’s time to stop, I’m getting tired, my fingers are stiff and sore and I’m beginning to draw blood with monotonous regularity. But I have finished the ripply lines for the sea in the lower half of the quilt. I’m pleased with how it looks. Tomorrow, I will do the sky. And then, then, my friends, I’ll be done. All that will be left is the binding, putting in a hanging channel on the back, and labelling it. There will be major gloating and whoopeeing. I will take a nice photo of it hanging on the line (assuming the weather obliges, which seems likely), stick it in my archive, maybe stick it on my spanking new Pinterest quilts board, and then breathe a sigh of relief.
Meanwhile, some detail shots to whet your appetite. It’s been a toss-up about whether to include these, as they do rather expose the defects in my work. On the other hand, if I can’t be candid with my blogging community, there’s no hope! I mean, is any of you seriously going to send round the stitch police?
While I was out briefly this afternoon on a rather fruitless errand, I passed our local op shop (known to non Aussies as a thrift or charity shop). I scored a nice pink basket handbag, but I also found these rather smashing ties. They are just begging to be picked apart and turned into something handsome: a cushion, maybe? I like how they are already slightly patchworky in appearance, which is essentially what caught my eye.
And now, some of you have been having a look at my new Pinterest boards. For those who wanted a look but haven’t been able to find me, and were offered options along the lines of Pasta, Corgis, Holidays, Sneakers and other bizarreness, here’s the link: http://www.pinterest.com/katechiconi. I’m not altogether clear why my user name, which is the usual talltalesfromchiconia, won’t produce anything in a search, but there you are.
And while I watch TV tonight, I’m going to add a few more inches to the Woolly Thing, which may itself be ready for an unveiling in a month or two!
Right, off to make the Husband, who’s had a bad day, something delicious and unhealthy for his supper.