Knotty Ladies

A little stitching group I belong to - the Knotty Ladies is taking a stall at The Square on Saturday 18th December.  With not really enough time to make a quilt for the occassion (although I have, i just don't know if I'll finish it in time) I dove into my glorious bookshelf and decided to make some sweet toy cats from the Meet Me at Mike's book. I've taken a bit of poetic license with them though - my cats have tails and all have different faces and backs. I was stitching their heads together in a cafe and a little 2yo approached me with his dummy in his mouth and declared ... "penguin". Maybe it's the bib-like tummy? Anyway, here are Pip, Pickles and Nutmeg. Almost ready to go to market to market with their other 4 friends.

Sew Much to share!

Where to begin, where to begin? I'm looking for the right words to best describe the need to create beautiful things with textiles. The feeling you get when you walk into a patchwork shop and you feel downright GREEDY. You want to touch the fabrics. You want to gather a pile of bolts in your arms and lay them out to see the delicious synergy that the combinations of patterns and colours make. If it were chocolate or cake you'd be stuffing your face. So you buy a bit of this one and a bit of that one. Put some of this one in a project box for "one day". Add a 1/4m of that one to your current project, promising yourself that you'll finish this project before commencing the next one (.....maybe). Your dining table is a distant memory and your floor looks as though a magpie has been trying to create a nest in the thread and fabric scraps. You dream in quilt block patterns and wake up in the middle of the night to write an idea down for a medallion border. You are obsessed, but what a wonderful thing to be addicted to.