I came. I saw. I quilted. I also planned, pieced, and bound. I just finished my first quilt. It's a baby quilt for a friend's baby boy. The baby was born on the 26th, and the quilt was finished today! Since my friend may be a reader of this blog, I'll delay posting pictures until I get the package to them. I've been working on this quilt off and on for a couple of months although the actual time spent on the quilt was probably less than 15 hours total. It's a very simple diagonal pattern. It's not perfect, but I am very pleased with it overall. I hope my friend likes it. It's going in the mail this weekend.
So, I've been thinking quite a bit about quilting lately. Every aspect of quilting is far more complicated than I imagined. Each of my kids received a quilt as a baby gift. They couldn't be more different. They are both beautiful, well-made, and made with love. I've loved each of them as long as I have had them, but I think I appreciate the amount of work that went into them a bit more now.
Above is Stinkerbaby's quilt. It was made by our egg lady. We didn't find out if Stinkerbaby was a boy or a girl before her grand appearance, so the quilt is suitably gender neutral. Our egg lady, Lucille, was in her early eighties when she made this quilt. She's still around and kicking, but she doesn't quilt anymore. It was sewn entirely by hand and tied instead of quilted. She was so sweet to put so much time and effort into this baby quilt, especially since we hadn't known each other long when she made it. I love my egg lady!
Here is Bonus' quilt. It was made by my dear friend, Gini's mother. We knew Bonus was a he before he arrived and my friend knew I that I am a frog lover. It was machine pieced and quilted. The whole thing is so beautifully done it's amazing. Each stitch is perfect. The intricacy is astounding. I smile every time I look at it. Bonus loves to stare at the front or the back and try to pick up the frogs.
Here's a closeup of the back. It's cheerful and beautiful, just the way a baby quilt should be.
Some quilters are real artists. I'm not, but I am encouraged that I can quilt.
And if I can, anyone can!