Monday, July 28, 2014

It's the Quilts

Love this picture.  John had it on his electronic device, and gave it to me.  As you can see, it was taken a while ago, because Aline looks very little, and Kai isn't in the picture, but I appreciate it because it shows off the grandma quilts that I made these precious great-grandchildren.  (And grand-daughter.  Sara's Phil took this picture  - very nice.

Friday, July 25, 2014

The Angelic Look

Granddaughter Mandy and her third child - Aline laid claim to the book that goes with the United States puzzle, and read it every chance she could get - right side up, or upside down.  Doesn't she look like an angel?  However, the evenness of temper was temporary.  She was entranced with the magnets on the fridge.   The favorite is a frog purchased some years ago from a neighbor who was raising funds for the band.  All four feet are on springs, and each one is flat with a magnet in its feet.   Even Dallin, who is much older, took time to play with that one.  Aline tried more than once to carry off a magnet so that she find another hiding place for it.  Every time I asked her to put it back, the lower lip came out and quivered, and she stood still in place, not feeling very friendly at all.  Mean grandma!  Fortunately, there were other toys to play with.

More Tree Lillies

 The front porch smells divine - the lilies' perfume is wonderful.
 This picture is very revealing - be sure to enlarge it.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Lilly for Dwight


More lilies tomorrow.

Lillies


 Mia Lilly announced that she was named Lilly because lilies are beautiful.  I agree wholeheartedly!

Monday, June 23, 2014

Painting Class - On Fabric


I took a Craftsy class from Annette Kennedy to find out how to use the Tsukeniko and Pebeo fabric paints that I have accumulated and been frustrated with.  These two quilts are her design - she is a fantastic teacher, and internet classes are the way to go.  The painting is done on pre-printed fabrics - mostly batiks.  (Be sure to enlarge these.)  The quilt sizes are about 13" x 9", and I also did the quilting.  Facings finish the quilt, rather than binding.  Loved doing these.
P.S.  Which of these do you like better?

Friday, June 20, 2014

Memory Quilt #1 is finished!

I am very happy to say that the quilt is faced, has a sleeve for hanging, and is ready to display!  This quilt was so much fun to make - What will be my next project?

Father's Day-Mother's Day Flowers

 Daughters Dorothy and Sara sent these beautiful flowers for Father's Day, and a late Mother's Day.  We do love having flowers in the house to enjoy, and these were especially beautiful.  Thanks again!
 And, this beautiful African violet is giving its' all these days.  The plant had nearly died and had a two-inch stem above the roots when I transplanted it in some of the new wonderful potting soil that is already fertilized.  The comeback of this plant is amazing.  Glad I didn't toss it out.

Monday, June 9, 2014

Progress on Memory Quilt #1 -

 Detail -
 Detail of the sky - Love this technique.
There is nothing like taking a picture of the - hopefully - finished project, to see where some corrections should be made.  How did the picture on the upper left get crooked, and I do not like the separation at the top of Grandpa's picture at the bottom of the left side.  Oh, well - just a few stitched to take out, readjust, and finish up.  (Rome wasn't built in a day.)

Thursday, June 5, 2014

The Mysteries in Wood

 When Ron began turning this "blank" piece of wood, he had no idea what a treasure he would find as he progressed.  How exciting to find this perfect feather in the wood of the bowl - and not only is the feather showing on the outside of the bowl, but, as you can see in the bottom picture, it continues to the inside.  I'm just trying to find a way to display this marvel.  It is truly a beauty!  Be sure to enlarge the pictures.


Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Haying - The Old-Fashioned Way

This is my latest - and last literary effort for the memory quilt.  Comments accepted, but I'm not changing anything unless I spelled something wrong.  ;-)


 From 1949 to 1953, in the little valley of Penrose in northwestern Wyoming, my summers were spent helping Dad and my older brother, Dwight, doing various jobs on the farm. Hay was mowed, and then raked into windrows to dry in the sun. One of my chores was to drive the John Deere tractor with the haywagon and hayloader down the dried windrowed hay. My brother, Dwight stood on the wagon with his pitchfork and arranged the hay on the wagon evenly. (Occasionally, there was a water snake, which he might pitch my way.) When the wagon was full, we headed for the hay yards at Grandfather’s house; here was the large derrick, crafted from poles with the Jackson Fork on the end of a pulley system that would lift the hay from the wagon to the stack. It was the finest derrick I have ever seen made for a Jackson Fork (I have seen various versions of derricks in Wyoming, Idaho, and Utah, but I’ve never seen another as carefully made as this one. Logs were probably brought down from Pryor Mountain to the north, and I suppose that Grandfather and his two oldest sons made the derrick in the early 1900s.)  
  Now, my job was easy, as I watched while Dad climbed onto the full haywagon, Dwight picked up the reins of the team of horses, Pet and Babe, who were hitched to the pulley system for the Jackson Fork; Grandpa, in his 80th year in 1949, would insist on being on top of the hay stack. On command, Dwight would lead the team forward far enough to lift the heavy four-tined Jackson Fork from the ground onto the wagon load of hay.  Dad would push the tines into the hay, and fasten it closed, then give the signal to Dwight to lead the horses forward to lift the hay to the top of the haystack, where Grandfather would direct it with his pitchfork so that Dad could pull the trip rope and drop the hay in place. (Sometimes, we all held our collective breaths as Grandfather eluded the dropping hay.) Then, the team would go forward again, bringing the Jackson Fork up and back to the wagon.  It was a coordinated, cooperative effort between the men, horses, and the pulley system with the big fork. When the wagon was entirely unloaded, and the last hay swept off, the team was ready to be released from their job, and it was my job to lead them to the irrigation ditch for a drink of water. They were much bigger than I was, and I was glad when they finished.  

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Story for Quilt

Changed my mind - at Louise's urging, I re-wrote the story, and will post it at a later date.

Friday, May 30, 2014

Memory Quilt #1 - Ready for the Next Stage

 The top - all held together with paste, ready to add some fabric paint in a few places, including the crease in the sky and some shadows.  Then, it's time to sit at the sewing machine and sew down every little piece that has been added to the quilt top, and then do some thread painting.  When that's done, it's time for the quilt sandwich, and some quilting to finish up.  I think I'll just add facing and a sleeve to this quilt, and not worry about a border.
 Detail - My solution to a couple of problems, including the disproportionate pictures on the left.
 The tree - how many pieces?  I lost count.
And, the lone sunflower plant  - couldn't leave them all out.  That poor bird was supposed to be a meadow lark in the fabric.  Think it's tummy will become the proper yellow.

Designing and constructing this quilt top has been a lot of fun, and brought back many memories.  If Dwight hadn't been the amazing photographer he was as a "kid", with his Baby Brownie camera, we wouldn't have these incredible nostalgic pictures that are on this quilt.  I'm trying to decide what the subject of the next memory quilt will be.  By the way, no one has given me a name for this quilt?????

(This is the story that I concocted - in the picture above, you can see that I have a shadow of the actual fork.)  
Alfalfa Hay was first mown, and later raked into windrows so that it could cure in the sun.  I drove the John Deere, following the windrow of hay, and the hay was picked up by a hay loader that trailed behind the wagon, that had teeth that carried the hay up onto the wagon where my brother, Dwight, arranged and packed it.  When the wagon was full, we would head for the stack yards, where the giant derrick for the Jackson Fork was used to build large haystacks for winter use.  
    

My grandfather’s derrick for the Jackson Fork was well built of poles, and the pulley system carefully constructed.  Our team of horses, named Pet and Babe,  was hitched to the pulley system.  Grandfather would be on top of the haystack, Dad would be on the wagonload of hay, and Dwight would be ready to lead the team.  The horses would go far enough ahead to raise the large fork from the ground onto the hay wagon.  Dad would push the fork tines down into the load, and secure it.  He would give the signal to my brother, who would lead the horses ahead, so that the fork full of hay would rise from the wagon, and swing over to the haystack.  Grandpa would grab the trip rope and pull, and the hay would be deposited on top of the stack.  We often held our breaths, as the large clump of hay would threaten to cover him, but there were no mishaps.  

Thursday, May 29, 2014

Almost There - The Memory Quilt #1

I am hoping that my three sister critics will make suggestions here - not that I'll follow them, but it helps to see someone else's perspective.  Ron and I just had a good talk about the three on the right - it needs some more help to carry it up and a little more to the left.  I've had sunflowers on and sunflowers off - I just left a tiny one to the right of the  story.  Awaiting your critique and help.  I'm also trying to figure out a name of this quilt other than Memory Quilt #1.  I never could name anything without great agony - even my children.  Help!

I tried the idea of fuzzing the edges of the pictures, but that didn't work - will probably stitch around them with a narrow decorative stitch to break up the straight sides a little bit.  Like the sepia (or antique) tones much, much better than the black and white.

Thursday, May 22, 2014

Story Quilt or Memory Quilt?

 This was the first step - First plan (draw) my quilt on a piece of newsprint, then transfer that design to clear vinyl.  The parts of the quilt were also traced onto freezer paper.  Ironing the freezer paper templates to the fabric of choice makes life a lot easier.  The sky is divided(cut) into three parts, with the painted fabric on top, and a lighter print used behind the cuts.  The quilt foundation is a piece of thin batting, pinned to my design wall.  The next step was to paint a piece for the sky - It's a little too dark, but since this is my first time to do this, I figured I'd be content with the results.  then, I cut the bottom pieces from the lighter fabric, and placed it under the cuts so that it made the design more interesting.
 The plastic overlay is lowered so that I can place each piece in the proper place.  This is a detail with the first hills and greenery.
 Ditto.
 I've come quite a way - the color in the above picture isn't true because of the light in the room.
I took the lower picture by natural light from the window, and the colors are more true.
My biggest decision at this point is whether or not I'll want to leave the white borders on, or cut them off, or border the pictures with a thin black border.  So, sisters, dear, I await your helps with this decision.  Be sure to click on these to enlarge so that you can see what I'm talking about.  (At this stage, only the hills and fields are secured permanently to the backing.)