Today I thought I would share a bit of crafting by my guy. During our trip he got the hankering for a little crafting, next thing I know he is carving a wee boat. It’s a pretty cool little boat with a keel and most importantly it floats! I guess I am not the only crafter in the family, and based off the three day carving marathon I can say that I am not the only craft-o-holic in this house.
My guy and I are back from a delicious week in upstate New York where many a project was finished. As you all know by now I hate finishing work…sewing in ends, fusing with bindings, blocking. I like the meat of the project; the planning and creating stage once that’s done the oomph goes out of my sail. I think part of my hopes in blogging about my projects was to encourage, okay obligate me to finish some stuff up.
With that in mind we set off for a relaxing week with my project bag overflowing with finishing work. I am happy to report that I sewed in all the ends to the little sweater and I FINISHED THAT DARN BABY QUILT. As predicted once I got serious about finishing that binding Sara’s little tadpole made his grand entrance! Congratulations he is beautiful!
Perhaps the best part about finishing any project is the finial triumphant moment: the ringing of the cow bell moment. And because our friend's Bill and Michelle are the type to have a cowbell in their house I was actually able to ring in my triumph in style.
My guys cousin is getting married this coming weekend and I have been trying to help out with all that last minute wedding stuff. I volunteered to make the programs, mostly cause it meant I could go to all my favorite paper shops in the city.
The mother of the bride requested a monogram at the top of the program. The only monograms I have ever made were when I went through a period in middle school where I wanted a cool logo from my initials, it never quite worked because G are hard to work with, but I digress.
My technology was holding me back so I went to the big tech guru, my dad. Yup, I know what you are thinking a father having more tech skills then his kid is impossible and all I have to say to that is not in my family, trust me. My dad loves computers of all kinds and he loves design programs even more. So I set off to make a monogram. After explaining what a monogram is to my father (if Frank Lloyd Wright or the Eames' didn’t do it he is pretty clueless, plus he has a pretty strong ability to ignore things existence that he doesn’t find esthetically pleasing) we were on our way.
He showed me some fancy photoshop layering moves that allowed us to move each letter individually. We spent quite a bit of time debating font and white space, in other words we had a blast! It was the perfect daddy daughter quality time.
After having the programs printed and cut I still had some paper left over. So I took the new monogram and made it into cards for the bride and groom. I think they are pretty neat. In fact I think they are so neat that I am thinking of revisiting the world of personal logo’s again.
The quilt and I are currently not speaking. It is really for the best that it stays safely on top my sewing machine while I calm down and stop cursing. The problem is that while embracing Gees Bend for the blocks I am not so willing to do that for the finish. This was an exercise in controlled imperfection and right now it is not controlled. By having the entire blocks be a little more irregular the outer edge has become a bit irregular, doing a binding edge instead of a rolled over edge demands things line up, hence we are not speaking.
The good news is for the Last Minute Gift sweater which I finished when I needed to feel like a craft and I were getting along. Isn’t it cute!
All that is left is sewing in the ends, which I admit is not my favorite thing to do but given the fact that I can’t speak to the quilt right now sewing in ends sounds great.
Is it just me or does everyone ditch the pattern half-way through? I have been working on my little sweater from Last Minute Knitted Gifts this week. I was diligently following the pattern though the main body and sleeves but then it came to attaching the sleeves and decreasing for the shoulders and well, what can I say? I hate the way patterns are written. In my perfect world I think knitting patterns would be completely written in a combination of plain English and pictograms.
It is funny how I have absolutely no problem winging sweater patterns all willy-nilly but when it comes to crochet I am absolutely stymied. And when it comes to putting a real binding on a quilt instead of just rolling over the edge I am down right cagy and have to wait for the calming crafting presents of Amber and Ben before I even think of beginning.
This is all I can show you of secrete sewing project #1
It is for my most faithful reader whose Bun is due to come to come out of the oven any minute now.
This has been a year of big learning for me. I have had to learn to set limits and say uncle instead of gritting my teeth through whatever crazy thing I have found myself and I have had to learn to ask other for help. It turns out I hate asking for help, unless it is craft related help. Recently, I have had several experiences where I realize that crafting is almost always better with others.
I have been having some motivational issues with secrete sewing project #1. I have had the fabric since January and really it has all been washed and cut since February but it wasn’t until my friend Amber and her son started coming over for some crafting time that I actually started making progress. And it wasn’t until a fabric shortage prompted the words “why not Gees Bend it” that things got interesting.
Now for the record this is a really big growth moment in my crafting that I am sharing with you all. From that little picture you can see that there are some serious non matching seams going on, in the past this would not be something I could stand but today I sewed them purposely. I have always loved and admired the ease of the Gees Bend quilt, the beauty in the mismatch, yet the controlled perfectionist in me could never have let it happen. Maybe I thought that others wouldn’t see it as purposeful or maybe it always seemed like a glaring error that told all that I wasn’t perfect and maybe this is a discussion for another day in therapy. But today let us celebrate non perfection! I admit it is still controlled imperfection, artfully placed here and there but it is still a big step.
This will all make more sense in the next few weeks once I finish secrete sewing project #1 and get it mailed off and can reveal more. But until then lets all hear it for collective crafting and bending the rules every once and awhile.
