A quilt called Glow...

A quilt called Glow, photographed at the beautiful property of Chandon, in the Yarra Valley Australia

A quilt called Glow, photographed at the beautiful property of Chandon, in the Yarra Valley Australia




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    give out steady light without flame.

Once I've created a new pattern, and it comes time to bestow a name upon it, I tend to be drawn to one syllable words, such as Blush or Breeze for example. There are exceptions, where I have two syllables such as Junction or Harvest, but for the most part I stick with one singular word. Why? No idea. Just do. Perhaps in my mind it's easier to say and remember?

Sometimes naming a quilt is easier than others. Blush was an easy one and it just naturally fell in step with it's name. Some quilts are named due to a specific event that is occurring whilst I design and create the quilt. Harvest is a prime example, being designed whilst my husband works long hours during the grape harvest here in the Yarra Valley. 

A colourful combination of Bonnie and Camille Fabrics created a quilt called Glow...

A colourful combination of Bonnie and Camille Fabrics created a quilt called Glow...

I also tend to be drawn to the definition of a word, and that was the case with Glow. To give out a steady light without flame. A curious definition. And one that requires a deepening of thought for how we can relate that to ourselves, and to our work. Without getting too 'touchy-feely' with emotions, what does it mean to glow? The term is often applied to women in their early stages of pregnancy, though I doubt I was ever blessed with that tag. I think I was just in a constant state of sweatiness during my first summer pregnancy. (Hello swollen ankles...)

But for me now, I think the ability to glow comes from an inner peace and happiness that sits contentedly inside ourselves. And I feel that while I created this quilt, I was in a state of peace and happiness. I had just survived two rounds of surgery and a metal plate insertion for a broken foot, a sudden and unexplained seizure, and was embarking on a successful weight loss journey. After enduring all those issues, I felt in a state of calmness. Did I feel any glow during those issues? No. It was only once I was on the other side. Once I had endured, that I felt the ability to just be still and enjoy peace. And perhaps that glow is reflected in this quilt. For whenever I see, and touch and wrap myself in this quilt, it never fails to warm me with it's cheer.

And, perhaps it's because of it's glow that it proved itself as a very popular quilt when it was released in Issue 15 of Make Modern magazine. You can order and download the issue via this link and make the quilt for yourself. Whilst you're there, go on and subscribe to Make Modern magazine, a wonderful online magazine with each issue full of inspiring projects. I'll be having a gorgeous Christmas themed quilt coming up in a future issue - so be sure to join so you don't miss it. 

A Sea of Scraps

There is something so satisfying and appealing about scrap quilts. 

I've long since admired many scrap quilts on Pinterest over the years, enjoying the simplicity of design, and the desire to use every.last.piece. 

I now specifically store my left over scrap fabrics for such a purpose - to use and savour each piece of fabric. 

Whilst I was pregnant with our second child, I went on a slight rampage of sorting my fabric and cutting hoards of it into small 2.5" squares. I think that 'nesting' habit kicked in with fabric, but not with cleaning the house! Needless to say, I ended up with a lot of 2.5" squares. (And an untidy house.) I just kept cutting and cutting, and it felt wonderful to save fabrics from the 'discard bin' for being too small for another project. 

And then I started sewing. I created a 16-patch block, by sewing four rows of four. In a haphazard-just-throw-it-all-together way. And then just kept on making them. And they kept piling up. Mind you - I finished sewing this entire quilt, measuring 80", whilst I was 40 weeks pregnant. Yup. 40 Weeks pregnant. Who does that? Apparently me. But I loved it. There was something so achievable about the task that made it so enticing for a heavily pregnant/unable to walk/waddle only/ woman.

That was nearly 2 years ago. I think the quilt deserves to be finished. In fact, now that I've dug it out of the box I cannot wait to have it finished. I want it on my bed. Now. To be enjoyed. And to see my little children explore each square of fabric. "Look mummy - an owl!" Because of course - every quilt needs an owl stealing some knickers off the washing line. 

So, this quilt, (and three others!!) are being packed up and sent off to my talented long arm quilting friend in Queensland. I'll be so excited to get them all back! 

But you know what? After two years, that scrap box is starting to overflow again. I think it's time to start another scrap quilt.