Change is commonly defined as “to give a completely different form or appearance to; to transform.”
For the photo challenge, I’m Changing a garment in 2 stages. For this post, I’m transforming a portion of it into something new.
This is a 19 X 11 triangle (you need 2)
This is where I cut my fabric from.
Sewing them right sides together, 1/4 inch seam, and leaving 2 inch space to turn right side out.
But first trim those corners.
I use a quilters pencil that has a blunt end to get my corners sharp.
After turning right sides out, iron and pin that opening for stitching so that it doesn’t slip on you.
Top stitch as you are closing that opening along the entire edge of the triangle.
This is how I chose to add ties to create my kerchief. Sew blanket stitch along entire triangle (no photos but look online for tutorials on that process) and then choose the crochet stitch of your choice.
My finished Head Kerchief created from upcycled fabric.
So I resisted the urge to photograph Chrome. Somehow the Trace Adkins song came to my head. And I really don’t like that song. No offense to his music or persona.
Anyhoo, here is my take on Monochromatic. This is one of my favorite creations that I have debated many times about selling. It takes 4 skeins of Homespun Yarn so most likely would cost someone a small chunk of change. Maybe you’d tell me if it stands a chance in the marketplace?
Am I allowed to ask questions in a photo challenge?
My husband had good taste and was also budget-minded when he had this shipped to me last week. It is a quilt top and it is entirely hand pieced. He is pretty good at finding the gems on Ebay.
Now the plan is to hand quilt this once I’ve added the necessary layers. The person who hand stitched this was clearly experienced. I have much admiration for their creation. But I have to wonder about the maker and how much time they spent doing their part and how Connected we’ll be once I spend an ample amount of time doing my part.
Sadly all I know of this quilt is that it came from an estate sale somewhere in the Deep South. And the only name signed on it once it’s finished is mine. I hope I can do it justice.
Someone once said, “We can only connect the dots that we collect.”