Friday, February 24, 2012

Baby Quilt

I came back after the wedding and still felt like sewing (amazingly), but I had no desire to sew clothing.  So I decided to sew a quilt for the first time in years, and as I had TONS of leftover scrap fabric from my sewing marathon, I figured I'd make it out of that.  I also knew of a baby who didn't have a quilt, so I had my answer.


I started by cutting out 2" squares and matching them up to sew into 4" squares.

Sewed those together.

And was left with a stack of the same number of created 4" squares and pre-cut 4" squares

I then arranged those, alternating the 4-squares with the 1-squares.  Getting this right took awhile.

Sewed those together, and had a quilt top. Amazingly, I originally thought the quilt might look boring, as much of it is shades of blue and black.  Instead it's rather chaotic and vibrant, and I think works really well together.

The back of it looks kinda funny though.

I added batting, and a backing, quilted them together and hand-sewed down the binding.  It was finished!

You can see the quilting better from the back.  Diagonal lines and small crosses in between those.
 I really enjoyed this project, I'm kinda sad to see it go.  But it's going to a well deserving little boy, and it used up a bit of my stash fabric, so it was totally worth it.

Thursday, February 16, 2012

Bush fires

There are two ways of noticing there's a bush fire in the area.  One, obviously, is the smell of smoke.  The other is that the sky turns a vague orange, which intensifies the closer you are to the fire.

Currently down south (FAR away from here) there's a large bush fire burning, and the smoke has blown up the coast to us.  The last few mornings Perth residents have woken up to a haze over the city.  Even in the afternoon, when the sky is (as always) that clear intense blue, if you look down near the horizon you will notice the sky looks a slightly ruddy orange colour.

On a more humorous note, the news this morning has a representative from some government health office advising people that breathing problems can be aggrivated by the smoke, so they should keep their puffer with them at all times.  This always makes me imagine people carting around puffins under their arm as they go about their daily tasks, but no, puffer is just the Australian word for inhaler.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Snow in Perth

Saturday night it snowed feathers in downtown Perth.  Two tonnes of them, apparently.


The feathers fell as part of 'Place des Anges', an ariel acrobatic performance; the show itself was part of Perth's International Arts Festival.  It told the story of angels who, once every 500 years, come down to earth and have a party.  For one hour, the angels had pillow fights, danced, and generally flew along wires strung hundreds of feet in the air across an intersection downtown, all while trailing copious amounts of feathers.


By the end, much of the crowd was blanketed in white, and children were practically swimming in the down.


Dan and I walked home, and even just a few hours after the event feathers had made their way to Subiaco, two miles away.  They were beautiful to watch, dancing and swirling along following invisible currents.  I have no doubt that by Sunday they had been carried along to every train station, and will be hidden in corners of Perth for years to come.


*The photos aren't mine, but come from here, where there are a lot more images to peruse.
http://au.news.yahoo.com/thewest/full-coverage/piaf/a/-/article/12879045/play-time-in-the-city-of-angels/