When we left off, I was in creative retreat so I could work in an unhurried, peaceful environment.
I had no particular plans, just a lot of materials.
After making perhaps 10 denim quilts over two years, I’ve amassed collections of parts. I’m inspired by that which seems unusable, like buttons and zippers. Buttons are a lot like coins: they’re weighty, pleasingly embellished, and in accumulation create a treasure chest effect. Eventually having them around resulted in this
I’ve also been accumulating inside front pockets
and discovered that these not-quite half moon, not quite quarter-circle sections of denim on plain cotton make a nice composition on their own …
as a four point star.
With this inspiration, I found myself joining together as many as I could. It was not especially easy or fun. I wanted the watch pockets and rivets in there for texture and variation, but this upped the difficulty ante, so that needle heartbreak waited over every pass. Modest Machine gamely grinded over the varying levels of fabric density like a mower over a dry rocky lawn. Eventually a payoff came in visual impact as they multiplied.
Since the jeans and pockets were different sizes, the resulting star squares went from small to large. Dipping into my denim stash, I gave each a wide border, adding tonal variation with different fades.
Staggered, the borders gave a sense of movement to the stars, but I chose to collapse them into an overall square.
I wanted to use as much of the original source material as possible. Lots of lining remained because of the emphasis on denim thus far. Usually the back of a quilt is a simple muslim or sheet … why not piece all the pocket scraps together? It would be smooth sailing for my little machine; the fabric was all the same weight.
So began another painstaking demonstration of the scrappiness of quilting
Why discard a piece with printing or graphics for added interest …
Compositionally this part was more fun than the stars on the front
And when it reached the size of the front piece
I wasn’t sure which I liked better … each can stand (or lie) on its own
If I had to classify it I’d call it a throw. When not thrown it folds up rather tidily. There is one more quilt I finished while on my peaceful retreat. I’ll write about that next but will leave you with a summer sunset for now.