Back when Janine Vangool, publisher of Uppercase magazine as well as a line of superb books all written "for the creative and the curious," first introduced her second collection with Windham Fabrics, I was taken with the mix of prints. The line (officially titled Uppercase: Dots, Dashes, and Diamonds) seemed just as much at home among modern designs as they were in my collection of vintage reproductions. She was kind enough to have a bundle of fabric sent to me in order to make what I originally intended to be another version of my Big Bear Cabin Quilt. I've learned over the years, though, that plans change, and sometimes the fabric takes you in a new direction. I had no idea that this project was going to alter my entire approach to quilting.
When I started this quilt, I was coming to the end of the crazy schedule that always happens before Quilt Market in the spring and fall. I had been churning out projects for different fabric companies as well as sewing up samples with my own first fabric collection, Five & Dime. It was enjoyable work but stressful, as it always is when you're trying to make a lot of different things of as high a quality as you can manage while still meeting all your deadlines. By the time I picked up the stack of Uppercase fabric, I was riding the raw edge of burnout, feeling physically drained and creatively exhausted. Suddenly I craved nothing more than simplicity, a project that would be crafted with care over time.
I scrapped the Big Bear Cabin pattern in favor of starting a log cabin block in one corner of the quilt and building it out to the opposite edge, placing the prints in color order and alternating between darker and lighter fabrics. After basting the quilt, I spent a month of evenings hand quilting along each of the rows in black thread. Once that was finished, I framed it all in binding made from a black print peppered with tiny white diamonds.
This was by far the largest quilt I have ever quilted entirely by hand, and it was the first time I've hand stitched the binding on the back of a quilt in at least four years. With the simple design and hand quilting, it looks as if I could have just pulled it out of a trunk full of vintage quilts. It feels so different from any quilt I've made before, and I really believe it all lies in the fact that I made this piece slowly by hand over a long stretch of time.
There's something almost mystical that happens when you hand quilt a project for weeks on end. It becomes part of you in a way that a quick project or even a machine quilted project just can't quite equal. You enjoy the hand stitching at first and then after a while it grows a bit tedious and perhaps even challenging but you keep going. And the more you sew those even stitches along the rows over and over again, the more of your heart goes into it. The tedium remarkably transforms itself back into enjoyment, and what seemed like monotony becomes a peaceful sort of contentment. Life happens around you while you're sewing, and that becomes a part of the quilt too. You have conversations with people and you watch favorite movies and you think...you think a lot. It becomes a part of your day that you look forward to, that quiet meditation with your hands that also quiets your heart. And the day comes when you sew those last few stitches and you feel a strange mixture of joy and sadness. It's so wonderful to have it done, but you'll miss it somehow, these nights with this particular quilt in your hands.
I've been a champion for small, quick sewing projects for a long time now. I love sewing little things that can be made in an afternoon or weekend. But over time, I've watched myself neglect some of the projects that I wanted to make because my schedule was too full of commitments to projects that I had to make. There is a danger sometimes, I think, for us to turn handmade pursuits into our own version of a sweatshop. We produce item after item as quickly as we can, needing fresh material for our blogs or our social media accounts. We feel compelled to accept every invitation that comes our way for fear of offending someone or missing out on an opportunity that we'll later regret passing by. Yet I'm reminded again how important it is to have priorities, to make peace with the fact that sometimes I will have to say "no," to set aside time for projects that have no other purpose than to bring me joy -- especially the slow sewing and hand quilting which I've been too busy to attempt for too long.
My Uppercase quilt will always be a reminder to me that the journey of making is just as important as the finished creation. And I'm truly eager to begin my next adventure in the days ahead.
I really like that quilt, and I agree with you about hand quilting. I have hand quilted all of mine, and when I look at them, I remember that part of my life that took place while I was quilting that quilt. I usually listen to audio books while I quilt, and I remember the book. I have also felt like I should be on a deadline to produce a certain number of crafted items. I used to think it was because I used to work on deadlines each week, and now that I am retired, I still seem to have that hurry up attitude about myself. I have left facebook for the summer so hopefully I won't feel that pressure to perform and will just post to my blog. Maybe I can catch up. I have five quilts that need to be quilted and I'm sewing another top now. HA!ReplyDelete
Beautifully and thoughtfully written. My same feelings when hand quilting. Love your quilt. So much more goes into a quilt than a pretty pattern of fabric and thread.ReplyDelete
Love your quilt and love your comments.ReplyDelete
I'm honoured that you were inspired to take your time—it turned out beautifully. And such an eloquent post about the experience, too. Love!ReplyDelete
Yay! It's beautiful!! I think this design idea would be great in a rectangle format (I'm thinking in blues and greys with a pop of colour - orange - for a teenage boy.). xReplyDelete
I'm impressed how you matched the pattern on your rows in the first block!ReplyDelete
Well said! I love your paragraph about something mystical in hand quilting. It is very much how I felt hand quilting my first large finish. Especially because my mother-in-law, who hoped she would live long enough to see it completed, did not. She passed away at 100 years old. So I dedicated the whole quilt and every single hand quilted stitch to her. Her name was Irene and I named the quilt "Goodnight Irene".ReplyDelete
Gorgeous quilt, even more so for the lessons it brings. :DReplyDelete
Your words perfectly describe how I feel about Hawaiian quilting. Lovely quilt and sentiment. ✨ReplyDelete
Wow Heidi - it is beautiful!!!!ReplyDelete
So much of this resonates with me. This quilt is beautiful and I can really see how it "feels" different, even just from the photos. Thank you for sharing your process!ReplyDelete
I love this quilt so much i had to come back and read your story on it :)ReplyDelete