After literally
YEARS of snarling at the influx of quilting fabric overtaking the
garment fabric available at the fabric stores and harrumphing (how do
you spell that anyway?) about those craft sewers, a few years
ago I consented to sewing a few straight lines of quarter inch seam
allowance to make some baby quilts for charity. All the while
proclaiming that I AM NOT A QUILTER, I stealthily collected a few
cheerful bits of cotton fabric that might be nice accompaniments to the
donated fabric used by our group, King's Quilters and Crafters at
Christ the King Parish in Tulsa, Oklahoma.
Can you guess where this is going?
So, I rocked along making a few baby quilts a year. I made a few aprons for gifts. I practiced quilting by making place mats for the kitchen table. (OK, the place mat drawer might be overflowing and there might be some cloth napkins involved). And then, as things tend to do, somehow things sort of got out of control...
the workroom got cleaned up
shelves were rearranged and moved
the big loom was slid across the room to make space
Kelly wrote a big check
and
Longarm quilting machine happened, that's what. 12 foot long table happened, that's what. Her name is Gertrude, that's what.
9 baby quilts done by me and 6 more quilted for others, that's what.
I guess I am a quilter after all.
My new business is AnnMade, LLC. I'll be quilting for fun and profit in my spare
time soon. Hopefully, you'll have me quilt for you. (annmadeOK at gmail dot com)
In the meantime, I'm upstairs in the workroom playing with
thread and moving my now sizeable stash of fabric from pile to pile
trying to decide how best to use it up. Or maybe I'll just go buy more fabric, because God might stop making cotton, and then where would we crafty sewer quilters be?
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