Tonight, I worked on the “Rhapsody in Blue” quilt for about 90 minutes. I am SO glad I finally just jumped back in. I got a lot done tonight, and it’s looking good. It IS going to be possible to finish this thing. The worst was just the re-starting.
I’m entering two quilts in the quilt show. Neither of them is finished yet. The quilt show is in 6 weeks. Guess what I’m going to be doing?
“Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones, but I LOVE ORANGE” is the first one… It needs a binding, label, and hanging sleeve. So not much more on that, really.
But THIS one, which I’ve titled “Rhapsody in Blue,” is a LOOOOOOONG way from being finished. I’ve been somewhat afraid to work on it again, because last time I worked on it, it consumed me. I didn’t really sleep for about a week, because I became so obsessed with the process. Then came the trip to Texas and I was away from the sewing machine for a while, so I lost momentum. But in a lot of ways, I’m a little nervous about getting back to it… I know it will completely absorb me, and I’ll daydream all the time that I’m NOT able to sit at the sewing machine and ponder the next thing I’m going to do to it.
I know some of you out there are going to think I’m a freak. But I can’t explain it. The euphoria that comes from working on something like this is at the same time exhilarating and daunting. This quilt is such a challenge for me because it’s unlike anything I have ever done before. I named it “Rhapsody in Blue” because that piece of music, which happens to be my all-time favorite piece of music, was also groundbreaking. This is not to say that my quilt will change the direction of quilting the way that Gershwin changed American music in 1924, but it sure is rockin’ my little world.
So. I need a pep talk. Mostly because I’m, once again, standing at the Jumping Off Place, afraid to jump off. But this quilt has to be finished essentially by my birthday, which is September 3. I am nowhere even CLOSE.
No more excuses. Today is The Day.
Today I absolutely MUST start making the light-cancelling shades for Alice’s room. She woke up the moment the first glint of morning light started to hit her room, so I’ve been up now for almost an hour and a half.
I am NOT a morning person, by any stretch of the imagination. These hours are killing me.
I have all of the materials to make these shades. ALL of them. I have no reason NOT to be doing this. I made the resolution this morning at 5:36am that I wouldn’t get creative and make the shades all fancy, either. I will do the minimum piecing required to get the fabric wide enough, and call it done.
You know it’s gonna be a banner day when the first words out of your mouth in the morning are a string of expletives.
I swear, it’s God’s revenge on me to have a morning person for a child. I was the only night owl in a family of morning people, and my parents said a prayer every night that I’d get payback with my own children. They are enjoying this, I’m sure. Jerks.
Because I don’t have enough to do, I started knitting a hoodie jacket for Alice last weekend out of some fabulous cotton yarn I picked up in Texas when I was there in March. I didn’t buy a lot of the yarn, so there was a limit to what I could make with it. A sweater for Alice is pretty much the upper limit. So that’s what I’m doing.
This is the one I’m making (this photo is from Bernat):
[Note: that’s not Alice, obviously, since I haven’t finished the sweater yet.]
The only knitting projects I’ve ever FINISHED are scarves, and I’ve made three of those. I’m working on a wool blanket, that will end up being a carseat blanket or dolly blanket because Alice will have outgrown it for practical use by the time I finish it AND it’s cold enough again. But I mostly was doing that one for the practice. And the therapy of it. I take it with me to meetings at church to prevent me from strangling the windbags that make the meetings run long.
So I started this little sweater for Alice. It’s knit using the moss stitch, which looks like this:
And the yarn is a mint green color. Not the tacky mint green of the 80s, but a nice, pretty green. I really like it. And Jerry, the all-time number one hater of mint green, even thinks that it’s pretty. Maybe he’s just saying that to appease me, I don’t know. Don’t care.
Today, I finished knitting the back of the sweater and shaped the shoulders and cast off. When Jerry came downstairs, I draped the sweater back over Alice’s back to see how long it was (I’m making the 18-months size). It’s plenty long, and it looks like she’ll fit in it with room to grow, so that’s good. All I’ve got is the back so far, so it was kind of silly sitting there draped over her back.
Jerry couldn’t resist. “Oh, so now she has a knitted CAPE? All the other superheroes are going to make fun of her: ‘Oh, LOOK. Here comes MACRAME GIRL.'”
I still think it’s gonna be cute.