Kawandi method quilt finish

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I took a shot in the sunshine, but the colours are blown out. Maybe I'll post it below...

However this quilt is labeled, let's call it Made With Love. Yes, it's also Red Sky at Night. It's Kawandi-inspired comfort, and oh my goodness it's free of pins and COMPLETED!

Free of pins, what? Yes, loads of straight pins kept rows (and chunks) mostly where I wanted them, which led to my fingers being pricked more often than I count. Minimal bleeding, lol, and none on the quilt so go me!?! I'm looking forward to making another, probably with Batting Creep Scraps (or whatever I called it in a past entry) affixed, but they will be a neutral shade so I won't feel compelled to include them in the design!

Stitching the center block this morning.

Anyway.... Stitching this has been a pleasure, straight pins notwithstanding. I loved the casual, improv nature. I adored starting with the back, no binding required. I enjoyed the haphazard process, and if I want to talk RSAN, I'm thrilled to have included the only machine-sewn traditional block I fashioned as well as nearly all the smaller blocks, wanting to harness that pattern into something of my own making. It's on the narrow side, currently in the wash, no idea how the shrinkage will commence. Or how structurally it will cope, lol.

That's my only concern, that the integrity will be lacking, but I sewed that quilt STOUTLY. Corners are NAILED, relatively speaking. It feels strange to be done; for a hand-stitched project I sped through it, so loving the method. I have some ideas for the next, but need to reflect upon this new manner of making quilts. Or maybe tomorrow I'll put together a backing for the next one.

PINS! Oh my goodness, that poor bird, or poor me including that bird, HAHAH!

I'm grateful to have incorporated Red Sky at Night into this, because while I wanted to make that quilt as per the pattern, machine stitching is truly not in my current wheelhouse. And honestly, all that futzy sewing, trimming of blocks, etc; meh! Not that this quilt wasn't a bit fiddly, all those scraps revealed, the pre-sewn blocks arranged and so forth, not to mention all the FREAKIN' PINS! Yet the pins allowed me to merely hand-quilt, well, last night I had to constantly push the pins back into place, that was annoying. Otherwise, I savored the ease of weaving a threaded needle in and out of gorgeous, vivid scraps, building a wildly bright quilt that will be employed on the sofa as soon as I get it out of the dryer. Such a wonder to take pieces of cloth, needles, some thread, batting too, then allow the creative process to work its marvelous magic. Voila; here's a pretty quilt for....

Looking as though it's already come out of the wash. Grateful for the sunshine AND a quilt finish!

This one is for me, unless someone comes over and gushes to the point where I smile, then lovingly bestow upon them Red Sky at Night. For now it's mine, until some new shiny emerges. LOL!

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