Posts Tagged ‘ribbons’

Bound With Ribbons

June 22, 2016

I had a little “waste not, want not” talk with myself. Many quilts are stacked up, waiting to be bound. I dreaded the time spent cutting strips, much less choosing the fabric to make binding. “Self, use your leftover ribbon,” I said.

Pink organza ribbon gives just a little sparkle

Pink organza ribbon gives just a little sparkle

I ran out of blue ribbon for my Cuba quilt, so finished it with gold.

My Cuba quilt - blue ribbon on the side, gold on top and bottom

My Cuba quilt – blue ribbon on the side, gold on top and bottom

This quilt was buried in the middle of the pile. I ran out of brown ribbon when I started and didn’t get back to it. There was still gold ribbon on the spool, so I finished it, too.

Lani Longshore floral

The pink quilts were part of a series that I intended to bead. I’ve started the beading, but the exact right design hasn’t revealed itself yet. Until it does, I’ll keep the quilts next to me on the couch and add beads as the mood strikes (or the TV show gets boring).

Lani Longshore beading detail

Luck and wisdom!

A Place To Shine

May 20, 2015

There are treasures in my sewing room that have waited a long, long time for a place to shine. Some of them found a home this week.

The wood strips really are thin enough to sew through

The wood strips really are thin enough to sew through

The wood ribbons called to me. Actually, lots of treasures call to me, but the wood ribbons are sitting in a box on the cutting table so I pay more attention. As it happened, I had unearthed some satin ribbons during the week. The satin and wood wanted to meet each other, so I obliged.

I also unearthed some taffeta ribbons, and silk flowers which had waited so long in someone else’s studio that she moved before she could use them (quite a few of my treasures are things I inherited from someone who didn’t want to pack up her entire sewing room). I added some buttons and shiny things, and have a new Valentine’s Day decoration.

A new decoration

A new decoration

It’s lovely to have a day when my treasures thank me for remembering them.

Luck and wisdom!

The Fallacy of Spring Cleaning, Or No, I Won’t Give This Up

March 6, 2013

The hyacinths are blooming:

 

The pink hyacinth

The pink hyacinth

 

 

The yellow hyacinth

The yellow hyacinth

These flowers tell me spring really is coming soon. Their fresh scent and delicate petals inspire me to clear away the dusty bits of winter projects and prepare the way for a new start. At least, they did until we planted a red oak with a crafter’s heart. Here is what most trees look like about now:

 

My naked oak

My naked oak

This is what my red oak looks like:

 

The leaves of winter

The leaves of winter

 

I can almost hear it growling, “No, I’m not going to get rid of my leaves. I may need them!” I feel its pain. Here are a couple of bags of trim I have yet to discard:

ribbon bits

In my head, I know that these fragments aren’t enough to do anything with. In my heart, they are treasures. In my head, I know more trims are waiting for me, just like new leaves are waiting for the oak. In my heart, these old trims are real and the new ones aren’t quite (and won’t be until I go to the store).

So, I’m compromising. No, I’m not throwing out my collection of ribbon snippets, but I am making more fabric containers, this time a keycatcher for the nightstand (for keys and rings and other things a traveler might have) :

 

A place to put things

A place to put things

Who knows – one of those ribbon snippets might be perfect for these little things.

 

12/12/12

December 12, 2012

I love made-up math days. Ever since the turn of the millennium (and doesn’t that have a lovely ring to it?) I’ve looked forward to the triple digit days. This is the last, although we still have 11/12/13 next year, and 12/13/14 the year after.

While I won’t ascribe cosmic significance to the day (even though it would be fun to try), I can say that it’s been a pretty good week. We got the Christmas tree. It isn’t decorated yet, but the pagan in me always enjoys just having the tree in the house, in all its evergreen glory.

My druid ancestors would be happy

My druid ancestors would be happy

The dog isn’t too excited, but at least she’s leaving it alone.

Such a bored critter

Such a bored critter

I don’t have my moose/reindeer collection out, mainly because the garage is full of the kids’ stuff and I couldn’t get to it. However, I bought a moose ornament over the summer, so that is representing all of its sisters.

moose ornament

Finally, I had an idea of a different kind of vase I could make when a few scraps of ribbon got piled up in the same corner.

ribbons

I haven’t figured out what I want for a base yet, but I’m confident that will be revealed in good time. For now, I am enjoying a rare moment of calm, peace and joy in the holiday season. I hope y’all are too, and have a great triple digit day.

From A to V

September 7, 2011

The applique tile quilt is taking over my life. That’s not bad, but it is odd. I’m used to getting psyched about a project, then having something else sneak in and become a time sink. That’s why there are stacks of UFOs all over my studio. Here is the latest block:

Here is the collection so far:

I am at work on the last block, and I have some ideas about the lattice and borders. I also came up with a design for the last of The Computer Ate My Homework series. With a little bit of luck and a whip-crack of discipline, I’ll get those done this coming week.

The 146th Caledonian Club Scottish Games were held over Labor Day weekend. One of their vendors, appropriately named B. Coole Designs, sells way cool patches. This year she had puns:

pi + rat = pirate

I’m not sure what I’m going to do with the patch. I’m not really into pirates – haven’t been since the kids started making their own Halloween costumes – but how could I resist?

I am into Vikings, having been the affirmative action student at the last bastion of Norwegian imperialism on the North American continent – aka Saint Olaf College in Northfield, Minnesota, the town that shot up the James Gang (but that’s another story). One of the other vendors sold Viking-style costumes. I didn’t really want the costumes, but I did want the ribbons used to embellish some of the garments. A few booths down, I found some:

I may make a small quilt and steal the first vendor’s slogan – Vikings: still better than pirates or ninjas.

So there we are, the end of the run from applique to Vikings.