About me.
Where to begin?
I'm twenty-one years old. I have only left the safety of the Northeast on a few, separate, punctuated occasions. I have never left the country. I hope to finish my first novel in the next few weeks, at which point the real editing process will begin (when I hand the book over to my group of friends... eep!) and I can honestly start thinking about publishing.
I first learned to sew from my grandmother, as all little girls should, and to be perfectly honest I was terrible at it. I loved making things by hand, but for some reason sewing just didn't click with me, so I spent most of my time at my grandparent's house cobbling sculptures and toys together from scraps of wood my grandfather saved for me.
I would sew a few more items throughout my high school years, although these were limited to a dress for a cosplay (a terrible, botched attempt to turn a red dress from Walmart into Sakura from Naruto's outfit) and late last year a bookbag for myself. In college there is little time for such hobbies or to explore traditional forms of art and craft.
But it wasn't until I started dating Glenn that I was introduced to quilting as a possible hobby. His mother Ann is a fantastic seamstress, and I was in awe of her ability to knit and sew all sorts of things--my most treasured item of clothing is a pair of socks she knitted for me for Glenn and my's first Christmas together (which also ties into a private joke between me and the family) that I pull out the second the weather here on the hill gets gloomy.
I was intrigued by quilting from the very beginning. I am a huge fan of multiple blankets on a bed in place of one huge comforter, and the idea of making my own quilts just seemed like a pipe dream. But this past summer I decided to take the plunge: Glenn was graduated and would be in Pennsylvania, and I would be by myself in New York with plenty of time on my hands.
I picked out the pattern myself after pouring over the About.com Quilt Pattern page for days; the Bonnie Scotsman seemed easy enough and had plenty of possibilities once the blocks were assembled. I was lucky enough to start out with really beautiful, high quality fabrics, and for once I managed to not sabotage myself in my haste to finish the project! I took my time and ironed everything, and learned to find it a soothing rather than taxing process.
I'm already plotting for my next quilt... I'm thinking of venturing into the world of triangles. LE GASP! Perhaps a Card Trick block... but what to pair it with? Sashing? Something else with triangles? Who knows? All I know is that I'm going to have a ton of fun no matter what.
I just got out of French, so let me say, "Au revior!"
I'm twenty-one years old. I have only left the safety of the Northeast on a few, separate, punctuated occasions. I have never left the country. I hope to finish my first novel in the next few weeks, at which point the real editing process will begin (when I hand the book over to my group of friends... eep!) and I can honestly start thinking about publishing.
I first learned to sew from my grandmother, as all little girls should, and to be perfectly honest I was terrible at it. I loved making things by hand, but for some reason sewing just didn't click with me, so I spent most of my time at my grandparent's house cobbling sculptures and toys together from scraps of wood my grandfather saved for me.
I would sew a few more items throughout my high school years, although these were limited to a dress for a cosplay (a terrible, botched attempt to turn a red dress from Walmart into Sakura from Naruto's outfit) and late last year a bookbag for myself. In college there is little time for such hobbies or to explore traditional forms of art and craft.
But it wasn't until I started dating Glenn that I was introduced to quilting as a possible hobby. His mother Ann is a fantastic seamstress, and I was in awe of her ability to knit and sew all sorts of things--my most treasured item of clothing is a pair of socks she knitted for me for Glenn and my's first Christmas together (which also ties into a private joke between me and the family) that I pull out the second the weather here on the hill gets gloomy.
See Jess? I'm messy too! |
I was intrigued by quilting from the very beginning. I am a huge fan of multiple blankets on a bed in place of one huge comforter, and the idea of making my own quilts just seemed like a pipe dream. But this past summer I decided to take the plunge: Glenn was graduated and would be in Pennsylvania, and I would be by myself in New York with plenty of time on my hands.
I picked out the pattern myself after pouring over the About.com Quilt Pattern page for days; the Bonnie Scotsman seemed easy enough and had plenty of possibilities once the blocks were assembled. I was lucky enough to start out with really beautiful, high quality fabrics, and for once I managed to not sabotage myself in my haste to finish the project! I took my time and ironed everything, and learned to find it a soothing rather than taxing process.
My lovely Janome Magnolia 7318. This baby purrs when she sews. |
Walking down the stairs at a castle in the clouds... |
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