Despite the lack of any signs of sewing here recently I have been busy making some quilts for Peter Potter Gallery. The bibs and blankets, and lavender bags too, have been selling reasonably well – I guess a slow trickle would be the best description, rather than rushing out of the shop. But, still, I’m pleased and they are happy so I’ve been working on some quilts. The Gallery space is cleared out at this time of year for a Christmas shop and there’s all manner of beautiful goods, mostly hand crafted, so it will be very interesting to see how my quilts fare. Pricing is really tricky – there’s so much, beautiful, fabric in a quilt and a whole lot of loving time and attention goes into making each one, but with the shop taking the standard 50% it is hard to set a price which works for me as well as a potential customer. I think, really, that quilts will probably only work properly online in a shop of my own, or on a hosted site like folksy, but this way I am getting feedback and exposure so I think it is a good starting point.
I probably shouldn’t ramble so much here but it just helps sometimes to get some of my thoughts written down. This wee quilt has some gorgeous fabrics, I especially love the two Prints Charming prints and all those dots make me feel happy. I really don’t know what is so cheery about dots but they definitely are happy making – for me at least, and especially in lovely reds, blues and greens.
I completely forgot to measure it before I dropped it off at Peter Potter’s but it is around 90 by 100 cm or 35 by 40 inches. A good size for a wee person’s cot or bed, or for playing on the floor.
I’ve quilted it fairly densely in a random-ish wavy design – there’s a lot of texture in this quilt with the lovely soft snuggly back too.
I hope everyone, in the UK anyway, has dried out after all the rain – up here today we have a much better day. It is really cold but, crucially, it is dry and what a difference it makes! Katie and I had a walk in Binning Wood this morning with the dog. I guess it would be more accurate to say that I walked and carried while Katie shouted at the dog – she’s such a dog lover. Yesterday I found her searching through Islay’s soft toys (they were on the floor as I’d been changing sheets) for the two dogs she knew she’d find there. All the other animals were thrown aside and once she’d found the dogs she made off with them at high speed! I’ve asked one of my brothers if he’d like to give her a soft dog of her own for Christmas, I think she’d be very happy to have one of her own.