Just when I think I know ~

We've all heard the question:  "What are friends for?"  I found a new reason to enjoy Christie's friendship today. 




Christie's been cleaning house (i.e. de-cluttering her sewing room) for the past few weeks and has asked me on several occasions if I wanted some object or the other.  I've respectfully declined - until yesterday when she asked if I wanted some of her 'orphan' quilt blocks.  WELL, of course, I do, thinking she would deliver 3 or 4.   To my amazement, when she arrived at my doorstep, it was with a bag full.   I could do nothing but gasp!  There were well over 100 blocks in different manners of unfinished. 


Huge pile of orphan blocks






I was dancing with joy.  And am still dancing as I sort and come to a reckoning on how to use some in my usual improvisational style.  There were many half-square triangles that I sorted through and digested to get a few pinwheels.  I think this is a good plan.....now I'll be off to add background in white to get this made into a quilt top. 


Improvisational pinwheels

Improvisational pinwheels

There were only 5 of theses snail's trail quilt blocks, but I'm not complaining.  They are fabulous and will be a wonderful start to something or other. 


Snail's Trails Quilt Blocks

There are so many ways to showcase 'orphan' quilt blocks.....I like to make bookmarks, notebook covers, potholders, mug rugs......just to name a few projects that can be made with diverse groups of fabrics and blocks.  
Oh, My!
Friends ~   Aren't they the greatest? 






Hello Sunday ~



My favorite quote of the day:


                    "I found I could say things with colour and shapes that I couldn't say any other way - things I had no words for."
                                                       -  Georgia O'Keeffe




class sampler for Improv To The Nines Workshop

It was music to my ears ~






It was music to my ears when he walked through the house with hands filled with quilts telling me that my laundry was done.  I had totally forgotten that they were in the washer and lol, now they are out of the dryer, all waffled and cuddly and warm.....the last three quilts I quilted and put the binding on are now ready to move on.













One will go to community service.  Strips sewn and block twisted and turned to make a simple design.



One is a sampler for an upcoming workshop - Improv To the Nines.  It all starts with a simply traditional nine patch and then we take it to another level.


and this one is just a quilt made from Kaffe Fassett scraps. 


Finished quilts puts a smile on my face and a song in my ears.  Have a restful weekend.



More than one blog to post ~

I've been concentrating on getting the Quilters' Guild Acadienne blog up and running and gaining visitors and have neglected my primary day-in-and-day-out blog.    So here's just a bit of catch up on what I've been rambling around the home place doing. 


Noodlehead pencil pouch pattern - stitched up by Marty Mason




Yesterday I posted over there about the newest Anna Graham aka Noodlehead pattern I made.  I rushed around yesterday to get one made for a picture and this afternoon in no time flat, got another one made. 


Noodlehead pencil pouch pattern - stitched up by Marty Mason


One for me and another one for me! 


Noodlehead pencil pouch pattern - stitched up by Marty Mason




I'm in love with my pencil pouch ~ Thanks Anna for this fab free pencil pouch pattern. 







Finders Keepers





My, My!  Look what I found this morning while rummaging around for some small pieces of batting.   Whatever was this little treasure doing buried out of sight?  Funny thing when you haven't seen something in several years, how it takes on a different perspective. 




Once upon a time, I had the mistaken notion that I wanted to make quilts in miniature.  That was once upon a time long, long ago. 

15" x 19"




Perhaps now that I've found this mini red and green, I'll get it quilted and display during the Christmas Holiday Season. 





Beautiful Chaos

It's a post from a few years back....July, 2011, but I just found it and so enjoyed reading about - you guessed it - the beauty of quilts pieced in the improvisational style. 


CW Collectors Weekly.  The Beautiful Chaos of Improvisational Quilts ~


I have no support group locally so therefore seldom show anyone my quilts.  I often feel that something must be really mixed up in my brain for me to enjoy the chaos in improv quilts and to say unapologetically that I think many I've seen are amazing works of art made by true artisans. 


My favorite quilt pictured in the Collectors Weekly article is the red and yellow designed by Arlonzia Pettway in 1982 based on the  'housetop' pattern.  If you know anything about the Quilters of Gee's Bend, then you know the Pettway name.  I found the Pettway quilt pictured on Linda Allen's Pinterest Board  Quilts I like and followed the picture back to the original article.  News travels fast with just a tap of the finger.  Yes, Linda Allen, I like this one a lot. 


Lisa Hix begins her article by asking "what might jazz look like if it had a physical presence?"  Now I know why I like jazz and I like my quilts.   Here's just one example of what I've made that makes me toe-tapping happy. 






Improv Quilt work-in-progress on the design wall of Marty Mason







A Fabric Purchase ~ How Fun





Alice by Angela Pingel, in her Curious Dream collection....a Windham Fabric.  Jump down the rabbit hole with Angela.....




I started reading the quotes and stories on Angela's fabric and smiled at the whimsy and imagination and began to appreciate all over again how wonderful life is.   Here's one excerpt about Alice's trip down the rabbit hole.  



"Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.

There seemed to be no use in waiting by the little door, so she went back to the table, half hoping she might find another key on it, or at any rate a book of rules for shutting people up like telescopes: this time she found a little bottle on it, ("which certainly was not here before," said Alice), and tied round the neck of the bottle was a paper label, with the words "DRINK ME" beautifully printed on it in large letters. It was all very well to say "Drink me," but the wise little Alice was not going to do that in a hurry. "No, I'll look first," she said, "and see whether it's marked 'poison' or not"; for she had read several nice little stories about children who had got burnt, and eaten up by wild beasts, and other unpleasant things, all because they would not remember the simple rules their friends had taught them: such as, that a red-hot poker will burn you if you hold it too long; and that, if you cut your finger very deeply with a knife, it usually bleeds; and she had never forgotten that, if you drink much from a bottle marked "poison," it is almost certain to disagree with you, sooner or later." 


and the story continued







Update - Progress -Let's go Down the Rabbit Hole





Am I speaking too fast?  Do I sound out of breath?  Am I excited?  There's a probable YES to all three questions.  You see,


Progress on Down the Rabbit Hole BOM - Marty Mason


I finished Month #3 of Sarah Fielke's BOM, Down the Rabbit Hole!  Never mind that the other 2,400 participants are finished with month 5!   Much progress from my last blog post here


Progress on Down the Rabbit Hole BOM - Marty Mason

It took a bit of coaxing, but the HUman finally saw roof tops - 20 paper-pieced roof tops completed yesterday with only 20 more to go.  Thank goodness I enjoy paper piecing because with these small sizes, paper-piecing is the only way to complete construction.  I'm loving my chosen background for this little neighborhood -  a Victoria Findlay Wolfe manor stripe.  And the Kaffe Fassette shot cotton roof tops provided the perfect contrast to make it all pop. 


Progress on Down the Rabbit Hole BOM - Marty Mason


Updates will follow......no doubt!









Take that shirt and rip it ~



Looking forward to a relaxing Memorial Day.  Mine has started already.   We'll have ribs and baked beans, along with slaw...perhaps potato salad.  Corn on the cob could also be an option.   


I've just come off a nice long weekend.  Visited with fellow members of Quilters' Guild Acadienne quilt guild.  Because of the three hour drive, I'm limited to when I can attend the meetings and other activities of the guild.  This weekend was just perfect.....drove down Thursday, arriving just in time for a wonderful lunch then lots of shopping, then the guild meeting where Sue Welton entertained us with beautiful quilts and funny stories.




Sue Welton, a Beaumont, TX quilter with her thrift store shirt quilt









 It was all about her love of quilting with thrift store men's shirting.  Who knew plaid and stripes, all purchased on the cheap,  could be so fun! 


















And the cat's meow was the back of her quilts.... (not pictured) one of which was nothing less than a Ralph Lauren sheet.  Okay, quilt police I hear you screaming, but you just had to be there to appreciate the beauty of. 



Sue Welton's quilt made with thrift store men's shirts




Members of the workshop pinned their blocks onto the design wall during the workshop.   A quilt in progress!   




quilt blocks made from thrift store men's shirts






A group of us hit the streets after Sue's Saturday workshop in search of all the above-mentioned.  I came away with 8 shirts and finished off with even more after we all cut and shared our finds of the afternoon.  













Sue shared with us how to debone a shirt to get the best use of fabric, then how to fold and store for ultimate visibility of what's in our stash.  Her hints alone made the trip worthwhile. 






And memories were made  ~












While on the subject of profanity ~





I mentioned in a blog post the other day that my grandmother had a potty mouth.  Her go to bad words were 'blame it'  or 'blast it all'.   Even at five or six years of age, I knew she was being naughty.  I knew she was provoked by something to use such profanity. 


On the subject of profanity, I ask myself, if the intent is there - to use profanity - then is one word more profane than another?   Is it more profane to use a bad word in church or less profane if uttered from the front seat of a car?


Is there less sin if the words are only thought about and not vocalized? 


Is f*** more profane than s***?  Or is 'oh, hell  no'  totally acceptable?   Is 'up your fricking a** 'less profane than inserting the other F word? 


I used profanity the other day and I make no excuse except that I was provoked beyond my breaking point.  It was a knee-jerk reaction and one I'm not proud of.    I apologized to the group but was asked to leave the premises.  Yet when I hear  one among the group say the s*** word and one express herself with 'oh, hell no' ....all in the same building, then I'm led to believe that what comes out of my mouth must be sooooo much dirtier than the words from your mouth.  Life just isn't fair, is it? 

Is it because you went to church Sunday and I only said a silent prayer while pruning my shrubs?   


Is it because you give more time or money to your church than I to the one I once belonged to?  
 


Life gives me lots of questions, but seldom all the answers.  But, then, I really don't want to hear your rational that makes your profanity sound sweeter and less abusive then mine.  I'm simply musing today about the individual natures of folks about me. 


 I'm on my way now to forgetting about all this and moving on down the road.  Smiling already.  Yet,


I remain my questioning self.....


                     Marty

















My Finds of The Day ~







I found out today that I can and did survive another Linda onslaught.   It wasn't pleasant, nor was she, nor was I.  


I found out something about myself today.....that is, when something is on my mind, I take it to the street.  (something Linda tells me I must never do again)




What I remember  about the morning accusations was Linda ranting that  I make her look like a mad, crazy woman.....to which I replied that only she could do that to herself. 




I remember that she went on (as a  mad, crazy woman might) continuing  to accuse me of calling her a bigot in the previous blog...and she is right about that.  I came home and gave  the accusation more thought, especially since she threatened me with a libel/slander lawsuit.  You see, I guess  not being a bigot is some serious business.


In my usual research style, I started out asking Mr. Google and Mrs. Siri for word definitions and found both generally agreed that -
  •  Bigot defined:  a person who is obstinately or intolerantly devoted to his or her opinion and   prejudices - especially one who regards the members of a group with hatred and intolerance.  
  •  Bigotry defined:  intolerance toward those who hold different opinions from oneself.  
I found out today that I'm a bigot by definition and that I practice bigotry, Linda,  because I have been most intolerant of your intolerance toward the quilts of Gee's Bend.  Now, there you have it. Linda....we can meet in the sparring ring for many a day.  However, I would rather be looking at quilts....let us both give it a try, rejoicing in the difference of each and every quilt maker and be appreciative of their quilt style.  Let us appreciate the background, the life style, the inspiration and even the lack of resources of so many quilt makers. 


So, here is my quilt find of the day...a photo from my trip to The Modern Quilt Guild Show....more commonly called QuiltConEast, 2017, Savannah. 




Quilt made by an African quiltmaker (Siddi), India seen on display in Savannah QuiltCon 2017






I was enthralled by the construction and use of fabric in each quilt displayed.   Here is just one of several articles I found this morning.....Soulful History:  Patchwork Quilts by Africans (Siddis) in India. 






TTFN