Ok sometimes in an Apartment,  only the floor can give a first look at a piece.

This is the third cutting of the Patch!  The Blue was not dark enough!
So this got used in pieces.  

This Patch is Removal from the Quilt! 

Well, not to Happy with my Version!  Maybe I should take the Patch with me. 

I worked hard on this.  I have no familiarity with the language. Over the years, I have asked teachers with relatives from these areas.  I have even worked with people from some of the countries.  They all have said the same thing --- Forget it's too hard.   Then the next words - English toughest language to learn.   Well?    I have no answer.  I worked hard on the sewing of the words.  Practiced too.  

Maybe I will make another Patch Just for me and take my time with each piece. 

I do hope they think it is at least Ok! 

Next the My Quilt and the My Bags for etsy Shop.

Well Hello!   Just got back from shopping and thought I would post these photos of the finished Quilts.  you can see them on top of each other and the backs and the fact that both contain some of the same fabric.

I must say the KA Quilt is mostly Northcott Stonehenge Fat Quarter, Copper Penny and Cool Water, and Shades of Grey and Garden Party and Crayon Box and Metallics and Yardage.
KA is also the first time I used the Benartex Bali Batik Fat Quarters.  Moda fabric can be seen as the 2 inch square black and White small centers in some of the Squares which all are made at 12 inches.

No, I do not do traditional binding.  I have and know the bias method.   Maybe a will splurge on a Simplicity binding machine.

See the Moda Shades of Black Mini Charm Square? ........................
You can see the Rich  Kona Dark Brown Yardage used on the back of the Disappearing Nine Patch and the Binding of the 12 inch Square quilt.

Both are very colorful and I have a love of ZigZag stitching.  Guess my Trademark.
enjoy!

Now I need my own Quilt and I am starting it tomorrow.   

Hi! Everyone!   Here is one of the Quilts On the Bed.   It is the Nine Patch, Disappearing Quilt.   It is the first quilt that I have ever decorated the back.
Gosh Darn!  Even after all the measuring and figuring and fumbling and needle pokes -- It is not a quilt to be hung on a Rod for admiration.   Yes.  it has a wobble.   But the Bed Makes it Perfect.  
I will photograph some of my Moleskine Thinking and Planning Book.  You will not believe my Moleskine.

It is wonderful to be back blogging and I have popped in on Facebook so please see me there too!  I am going to to see about having a Facebook page just for my Crafts of Sewing and Drawing and Painting.   I have a full schedule planned for Spring and Summer.

Now, to show you another Photo of this Quilt.

I promised yo a photo from my Moleskine.   Well, See I planned.  My plans just sometime take their on path.  I will make another like it and make it stick to the Plan.    Oh, yes on the other page is the back.  Will show you later today.   Now it is time to go for supplies of food and Coffee.  Everyone have a a Wonderful Great Day!!   

Hello, Everyone!   I know I owe you all an apology!  I have not quit quilting.  However, 
Ms Patches!  Has gone to the Rainbow and I have asked Her to save me spot, just a tiny place will be perfect!  I miss Her so much. 
I do not know why I stopped blogging.  I guess I just wanted the time with Ms Patches. 
What a time a We had together.  So Much.   Yes, I am still crying!  I will forever and it hurts, my head just seems to tighten and swell and become pressurized as tears leak out my eyes and my nose begins to run. Then the awful pressure at the base of the neck.  
The Love for a Cat!  A long hair simple American Cat.  No special, except I caught Her with a bowl of milk.   
What a life from a Bowl of Milk, sweet Milk.   It comes in the Blue Carton.
I hope Ms Patches do

We did a lot of cuddling!  Those Paws!  She would wake me by gently placing Her paw on my Eyes.
Never a scratch and she had Claws. 
Loving you forever.

Inspecting the quilt end of October and first of November.  Our last inspection together. 
Well, I know she does not want me to stay dormant.  Just missing such a Grand Presence.
Love Always your Human Pet. 

Happy Saturday everyone!  Well today is: the day after I found out that my Father Has Completed His Circle of Life.   I imagine He has a very varied Quilted Circle.   He was one of 9 nine children, 4 brothers and 4 sisters.   Uncle to numerous Group of children, who have help provide him with the term Grandfather and Grand Uncle and even Great Grand Father and Great Grand Uncle.
He was a Carpenter - Farmers Son.  His Mother was a Homemaker.  They owned a pedal Singer sewing machine.  One the original Black ones that Mr. Powell purchased the adapter which allowed the addition of an "Electrical" motor.  Yes, I was taught how to covert from a Pedal Foot powered machine to a Motorized sewing machine top of the line.
I wonder what she would think of my Plastic Singer One Plus sewing machine with USB connection?
A digital read out and a machine you can not open to see all the moving parts.
That was how my Father grew up.  With machinery and devices that today are considered illegal and should not be in your home.  

I wonder what the Commercial Will Be Like when:  Farmer's and All State and AARP and Obama decides to advise the World of Harmful sewing Machines.

"Warning"!  If you have any devices from your Parents Home of the previous Century!,  A specially marked Van will be coming to collect all Twentieth Century Products for disposal.

Yes, the Singer Sewing Machine got me!  I was finishing a project for school.  Mandatory, for little girls.  A cloth Bag from a Flour Sack.  Yes, I actually got to see the last of Cloth Flour Sacks.
It was free Material.  Cotton material.  Whoo Hoo!
Well, on this Wednesday night which was Baptist Church Meeting,  I was ill.  I had been given some medicine that made me sleepy!   I still needed to sew just a small part to finish and I had been told do on your own!   Well, sewed it ok!  Sewed that needle right into middle of my forefinger.
I tried to hide my problem.  Going to pull it out myself.  They were screaming set the table!  Cannot be late for church.  Homework? On Wednesday night?  Should have already have been done.
I said I would help in a minute.  I had to finish something.

It was then that my Buddy, (My Father), saw some blood droplets.  He immediately, said what's wrong?  Nothing is wrong! I am pulling a needle out of my finger.  By now, there is hysteria going on in the house.  Buddy, took my hand.  There was that unmistakable look on his face, something of great pain.  He said, this is going to hurt.  He had come back with His Pliers.  Just Pliers.  He held my hand down tight.  He was incredibly strong.  He was still a very young man with power of out-door living with muscles from actual labor.  He pulled that Needle out and it hurt.

My learning blocks! 

He picked me up dressed my wound.  He held me as He ate dinner.  He had put a pot of water on to boil fresh tea, to be warm and sweetened with Our own harvested Honey.  Everyone left for church.  I was with my Buddy and warm Honey Tea.  The windows were open and the quiet Georgia Spring Night was coming alive with Crickets and Owls and the sound of cows bedding down and chickens making their last cackling noises and the moon was rising as my head rested on that Great Shoulder.

I awoke to find my flour sack purse ready to go.  It had been washed and ironed.

There are so many pieces of fabric in that Great Circle of Life.
Bye Buddy!

Quilt for My Son!