Hand Quilting

Over Easter I went with my Dad to our shack at Corny Point.  As always I pack some sewing which often doesn't see the light of day in favour of snoozing and such.  This time I took the very first quilt I ever made and still isn't finished. (It's seen some trips to the shack in it's day!)

I had noble intentions of knuckling down to, if not finish it, then at least to make a dent in the hand quilting that is left to do.  But instead I had an Easter epiphany!  I do not like hand quilting.  I don't enjoy it and what's more I think I am pretty crap at it.  My stitches are uneven, wobbly and sometimes (often) don't show up on the back.  So I decided that instead of perservering (read - flogging a dead horse)  I decided to unpick all the quilting I had done over the last (gasp!) 17 years and machine quilt it instead.

I feel much better now.  I am freed from the tyranny and pricked fingers of hand quilting.  And now this quilt may even get finished before its 20th anniversary.  Watch this space. 

Disclaimer:  I love hand-quilted quilts.  They can look truly exquisite.  It's just that mine didn't.