Proof of Work

 

Yes, I have been working on the Windows quilt. The past few days have had too much going on to be able to quilt. But last week and today, I got two more rows finished, the bottom two. They're just pinned to the design board now, not actually joined. I also got another batch of quarter-blocks sewn, and tomorrow (maybe) I'll work on the next row.

I'll be so happy when this one is finished. If my long-dead grandmother, either of them, were to appear and ask that I make another quilt like this for her, I'd say no. I think I'm pretty smart and creative, but I definitely do not do well with logistics--or whatever you call it.

If is important to the successful assembling of this quilt that every little 4 1/2-inch quarter block be turned exactly the right way and that the color combinations (i.e., the windows) be properly placed. It's maddening, I tell you. I believe I've actually ripped out more seams than I've sewn. Is that even possible?

I'm comforted to know that I'm not alone in this shortcoming. The creator of the pattern definitely has similar problems. Some of the pieces in the photo of her quilt are actually turned the wrong way. But I know in my heart that if even one piece turns out to be positioned wrong in my finished quilt after it's too late to fix it, it will bother me forever.  I'm a little OCD in that regard. That's one reason this piece is taking so long. All the sewing and checking and seam ripping and resewing is time consuming. And all the matching of points on this itty bitty pieces, oodles of them. 

So no, I don't plan to ever make this quilt again. This is a one off, a term that has wiggled its way into our vernacular to irritate me.

Bye now.