While in the attic, I was also scouting out possible storage spots for the plethora of quilted wall hangings now gracing my dining room table. They can't stay in the dining room indefinitely. So, what about this little dresser? Could I use that for storing some of my quilts?
And look what I found:
Next to the gym suit, in the same drawer, was this stained and saggy item:
In the next drawer, another blast from the past: the first two scarves I ever knitted:
Meanwhile, downstairs in my sewing area, I started catching up on some housewarming presents for friends and family, and that project was another blast from the past, as I fell back on the geometric simplicity of traditional log-cabin piecing.
|These potholders and hot pad are for my middle daughter, Leah, who recently moved into a new apartment in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, and who, now that she's found she's gluten-intolerant, will be doing a lot of her own cooking.|
|These are for my almost-daughter, Meg, who recently moved with her family to a fairy tale Craftsman-style house in Guilford, CT. Meg loves the provencal combination of blue and yellow, and I know these will look great in her kitchen.|
As I made these, it sure felt good to get back to some of my old techniques...as opposed to the sometimes-scary art quilting that occupies most of my time right now. When the second of these two pillow covers is done, it'll be back to the scary and unknown. Meanwhile, I'm having a blast in the past.