Sneek-peek

After all, I did it!
Heidi

Ebullient Peek

My piece is finished except for some embellishments. Can you tell what it is...other than ebullient? It turns out that ebullient wasn't so hard after all. I can't wait until the reveal!

Lisa Kay

Sneek-peek... Ebullient

A small peek at what is happening at my house for the Challenge word Ebullient...

Sunday, a peek

How much fun is this?  Here is my sneak peek. I have taken it a step further and I love what is happening.  I will continue to play.

Helen M

EBULLIENT

EXUBERANCE
That's the title I've chosen for the quilt I made -- just this morning, in a frenzy of inspiration. I've been in a slump for the past 4-5 months, don;'t know why, and I got out of it the day of a big storm last week when the electricity was knocked out for over a day. I sat by the light from a window and made a small quilt by hand, something I haven't done for a couple of years. And when the electricity came back on, I had the sewing machine going with my other idea, which is this quilt, and may start a series.
Exuberance is made from sewing small triangles all over an ugly piece of fabric that I knew I was never going to use. Many of the triangles are left over pieces of Flying Geese that went into a humongous quilt I made for the bed -- something I'll never do again. Too big, too much sewing. I had no idea I had so many Flying Geese triangles left over... and still more. I think I put them to good use, and I love how it came out.

Susanne

Grandma's Flower Garden

Last year, I saw in various shops flowers, which my grandma used to have in her garden in front of the farmhouse, they lived in. They are called 'Phlox' (Phlox paniculata Hybr.) and 'Bartnelke' (Dianthus barbatus). Every time,I came across them, it reminded me of her. She also had roses and of course other flowers.

We lived near and visited them often. She was a very kind and loving women. My father was the oldest of six, and I was for six years the only grandchild. - Don't ask about beeing spoiled! I was 11, when she died with 64.

As I was thinking of her more often, a moment came to my mind. We were together in the garden and she guided me to a rose and said: 'This rose is called 'Gloria Dei' and I planted it after you were born.' This touched me deeply! In fact, me being born healthy and sane is reason to be thankful, because my mother went ill with polio in her 8th week of pregnancy.

For this quilt I did effects on a picture of a Gloria Dei rose and put my Grandma on it, then printed it on cotton and fixed it with fast-to-fuse. The flowers are hand-sewn with roses printed on cotton. The purple piece on the left is a hand-dyed tumbler-sheet painted with gold. The yellow and green cotton is hand-dyed.

Reminiscence Bump

When the word for this challenge was announced, I googled and found a wikipedia entry for 'Reminiscence Bump' - the time period in which autobiographical memory is most vivid. (From adolescence to young adulthood.)

I loved the term and immediately thought of rows of stitching around 'bumps' representing bubbles of memory. My original plan was to fill the bumps with shiny beads and charms but the effect was simply too busy. Once everything but the pearl necklace was removed, the design could come through.

The fabric was purchased at the Britex remnant sale (an experience in itself!) for another project. The fabric content was missing from the wrapper, but it feels and sews like taffetta. After auditioning several different metallic threads, I settled on a gold rayon.

The quilting design was intended to be evenly spaced rows. As I sewed, I realized memory is not like that. Not always well ordered, available and reliable. The rows began to wiggle a bit - cross over one another. Finally, the binding is top-stitched with the same rayon metallic thread wobbling and uneven. We may attempt to frame our memories neatly, but they are as we are - imperfect. Delightful, fabulous and intriguing, but imperfect.