In an effort to use stash, I pulled out my collection of Kaffe Fasset prints. When I was working on my book, my editors asked that one quilt be made of Kaffe Fasset prints. I bought some, and Westminster Fibers very kindly helped with sample cuts of several prints. Since they only sample whole yards, I had a lot of fabric left over. I pulled a few batiks that harmonize with them. I started making Flying Geese units with white background black & white print for the sky.
Design Wall 6/22/2015
I needed a few more FG so I bought some new prints to go with the older ones.
New KF Prints
Made more Flying Geese with white sky. Then started making some with black background prints for the sky. I use the four-at-a-time method, and they're all pinned to the wall in batches of four.
KF & Batik FG Units
I have a few more dark ones to go, then I can start laying them out.
FG Units & Cut Pieces for More
Some of my prints are directional. I'll post a quickie tutorial Wednesday on dealing with directional prints using the four-at-a-time method of making flying geese.
After I get these all laid out on the wall, I'll label the columns and rows and pack them up to assemble at quilt camp at the end of July. Since they'll all be organized, it'll just be easy piecing, which is good for at camp. I'm usually too busy having a good time, talking, etc. and I mess up if I have to cut something or think too much about how to assemble something.
Although I've cut over nine yards of fabric for this project, I won't be able to count any of it out for awhile in my stash report, until I get the top sewn. I'm linking up with Judy at Patchwork Times. Check out the other inspiring design walls over there.
This was a lot of sewing, much of it done last week, but over the weekend it was therapeutic for me. We had to put our beloved Bax to sleep Saturday morning. We knew it was coming but that doesn't make it any easier. I retreated to my sewing room and sewed all the rest of the weekend. Bax never went in there, so it was easier to be where he wasn't, in a room where he never was anyway. RIP, Bax.