I cannot believe this day has arrived. A few years ago, I went through a huge needlepoint phase – I would wield my needle and wool into the wee hours of the morning, week after week after week. There could be no more beautiful cushion than a needlepointed one. I stitched William Morris’s fox and hare, Swedish horsemen, reproductions of middle eastern carpets, Indian Mogul flowers and paisley, reproductions of American colonial and medieval English tapestries. Cross stitch was eschewed, as I turned each appealing pattern that crossed my path, into a needlepoint!
Alas, I looked at my sofa this morning and thought, oh, it’s looking a bit ho-hum and heavy. Perhaps some new colour and light? Now my original intention was to put some Amy Butler that has been lurking in my cupboard for over a year, to good use. Soft pinks, olive greens and grays – but you know, they just aren’t my colours. And no matter how I fiddled with them, it wasn’t delighting me. Before I knew it, I had out the oranges and reds and blues and greens of Momo’s Wonderland. Yeah, I know, they’re actually more fall-ish colours than summer :-) but you’ve got to go with what you love, what sings to you.
In keeping with my latest fetish, I pieced the cushion straight on to a square of woollen blanket – I ADORE this technique. I started with the stripes across the bottom – then quilted them in a random check. Then on with the bobbles and blue stripe, than the gorgeous big floral (I have 3 metres of this – hee! hee! hee! – I think I want to make a smock like dress to wear over a t-shirt for summer.)
Quilt, quilt , quilt – straighten it up – on with the back (cream denim) and it’s done. Yum!
Then it was onto a bigger cushion – log cabin style. Now, the patchwork is finished, but it’s dinner time, I’ve been at work all day, and I just cannot bring myself to sit down on the porch, in the dark, with the mosquitoes and mess, and finish it … tomorow morning. The sun will be out, the mosquitoes in bed, and everything will be oh so do-able. Don’t you just love mornings :-)
p.s. never fear, the needlepoints have been carefully washed and are neatly packed away, awaiting a future season’s renaissance :-)