The Finer Points of Quiltmaking?

I made this quilt for my parents in 1988 to commemorate their joint retirements. They both worked for the town that I was born and raised in; my father for the highway department and my mother as a radio dispatcher for emergency calls at the communications department. I didn't know a whole lot about quilting back then; I had only completed one or two rudiemtary quilts but, undaunted by my complete lack of experience, I thought that this would be the perfect gift. I chose this album block format and decided to hand embroider significant events from their lives up until then in the block centers. I used waste canvas on top of muslin and set to work. 
I continued in this fashion on seventeen of the blocks, listing such momentous occasions as their marriage, childrens' and grandchildrens birth dates, etc.; clear through to the retirement and culminating with a photo transfer of the retirement party invitation in the bottom right block. This was completely hand quilted. Naturally, they loved it and used it for years; they didn't care that it was done by a relative quilting greenhorn, they love me and they graciously held it on to it for the last thirty one years for all that it represents. I was recently reacquainted with it when I visited a few weeks ago.

This quilt is something of a time capsule of fabrics and a reminder of my affection for unbleached muslin back then! I recall using 1/4" masking tape around each square and rectangle to mark the quilting lines and the blue wash-away marker menthod with a stencil for the sashing and setting triangles. One thing that I must not have done was prewash that pretty denim blue fabric!

The bleed-through to the back side is heartbreaking. My mother never told me, she was probably too afraid of hurting my feelings. I brought it home to give it some love and attention. I will attempt to rescue yet another bleeding quilt the same way I did this past summer (click here); I'm no stranger to dye catastrophes.  Oh, what lessons I could teach my 35-year-old self now! But the best is yet to come:

How do you like that corner treatment on the backside of the binding? That was my trademark back then, I would carefully fold the miter on the binding's front side and run a little gathering stitch around the corner as I attached it by hand to the back. I felt very clever. One day, most likely in this same time frame of the late 1980's a kind and patient quilting friend and mentor asked me to sit beside her at lunch during a quilt show judging for our guild. She took a paper napkin and quietly showed me how to fold it so that the miters would be crisp and square, front and back. She had overheard the quilt judge mention in her comments on a quilt of mine that "someone needs to show this lady how to turn a corner with her binding". From that day on I gave up my rounded-off gathering stitch! I thought I might replace the binding on this quilt when I first saw it but have decided not to now, this is a precious reminder (at least to me) of how far I have come over the years. The bleeding will be attended to however, and any necessary repairs will be promptly made. Wish me luck; this quilt makes the now 31-years-older quiltmaker in me smile as much today as the day that it was presented; even though it's rough in its construction methods the amount of love contained here remains. 🧡

Life is Good!

Coming up next: Retreat Recap

Quilt CATASTROPHE!

That title got your attention, didn't it? How about the picture? Yes, I am afraid it's true, this precious quilt did have a catastrophic occurrence! Read on and fear not, as you already know I am a happy-ending kind of gal and the quilt has been saved, but this post contains much needed information for future reference should a similar thing happen to you! As you might remember from a previous post, I have just finished this "Dogs in Sweaters" quilt and carried it along in the car with us on our recent road trip so that I could hand stitch the binding to the back during endless hours of seat time. The quilt was folded and packed in a tote bag in the back seat where I could easily access it. Also in the back seat was Hannes, on his stationary platform and an insulated water bottle filled with water for his travel bowl. Fast forward to the picture above. Imagine my shock and dismay when I unfolded the quilt to discover that there was a slight leak happening behind me; one that landed, where else, but on the red flannel fabric resulting in this uncontrolled dye bleed. After I had a mini-meltdown I recalled an article by Vicki Welsh: "How To Save A Bleeding Quilt". Just reading about plunging the quilt into hot, hot water caused my blood pressure to rise, but, at this point I had little to lose.

I followed Vicki's instruction implicitly. The bathtub was filled up, hot water was added and 1/2 C of Dawn dishwashing liquid. I agitated the water by hand, closed my eyes and submerged the quilt. In an effort to keep every square inch below water I put bin LIDS over the surface of the quilt and put the bins on top of their lids, filling them with water to weigh them down. Then I waited, twelve hours! After an inspection, which revealed some improvement, I decided to repeat the process just to be on the safe side.  After twenty four hours I drained every drop of water from the bathtub and rinsed in cold water before spinning the water out in the washer. It was placed on our patio table to dry in the afternoon sun. 

You can still detect a faint rosy-stain up near the top in the center of the back of the quilt.

Here is a close-up of the after the rescuing procedure. The faint line that is visible over the back of the dog is more a matter of shadow-through from a pressing error on my part during the construction of the quilt; I should have pressed the seam allowance toward the flannel; but the "bleed" is gone and I can easily live with the shadow-through, all things considered. I am counting my blessings and calling this an unqualified success!

There is still a reminder on the backside, but since this will hang on the wall I'm okay with that. 

The rescued quilt ready, once again, to be finished and hung.

Let the binding continue! I'm breathing one HUGE sigh of relief, I have learned my lesson in spades. Read through the linked article above, it might just be your best time spent today. I will be ever mindful going forward of pre-washing before I piece anything. In this instance, I purchased the flannels in a pre-cut stack and really hadn't giving washing them a thought. I won't make that mistake again. If in doubt, especially with a RED; test, test and test again! A little proactive checking ahead of time will keep your blood pressure in check. I am happy to serve as an example for the greater good!

Life is Good!