So there I was. A 90" x 100" quilt top draped across my sewing machine. Dogs and bunnies ran underneath the side that hung down off the table. The quilt top was...done. Now what? How do you go from this to a cozy blanket?
My local-ish library to the rescue, of course. I checked out The Quilter's Catalog by Meg Cox. (It was the best of the slim pickings available. However, if you're looking for a book on basket weaving or gourd carving, the Folsom library has got millions for you to choose from.)
According to the book, I needed to make a "quilt sandwich". This means spreading out the backing, the batting, and finally the top, and then basting them all together. Preferably on a wood floor or other hard surface, so you can tape them down. I can see how that would be the best thing to do, but all I've got is carpet. I cleared as much of the studio floor as I could, and set about carefully spreading out the layers of fabric. This proved to be tricky for a number of reasons, not the least of which was my constant helper pugs, who insisted on being RIGHT THERE the whole time. In the end, all I could do was hope that the layers were smoothed out enough. There was no way to tell what was going on in the back layer, but the top looked great.
So: basting. Basting basting basting. Baseterds. For those who have never been through this before, basting is temporarily stitching fabric together, generally in large stitches so they can be easily removed.
Picture if you will a pregnant woman on her hands and knees, shuffling around the floor with a giant needle and orange thread, occasionally kicking in the direction of the pugs who keep wandering onto the giant quilt. Every so often, she has to stop and whine about rib pain. This activity is not helping the constant rib pain.
In fact, if I have one complaint about the second trimester, it's this: RIB PAIN. RIB PAAAAIIIIN. My left rib hurts, constantly. Have I mentioned that enough yet?
Okay, onward. Many hours later, the basting was complete! I even managed to NOT baste the quilt to the carpet. Hooray! No more crawling on the ground! My ribs would get a break! Now what?
Find out in part three of The Quiltening - This Time It's Personal.
*And why yes, these photos WERE taken out of sequence! How keen of you to notice. Seems that I managed to forget to photograph the whole basting part of the process. Oops.
*Oh! And in case you missed it, here's part one of this craftastrophe: What, Me Quilting?