This is my first quilt I started and the second I finished. I title it Insanity. That is a word used by my husband after I finished it. His exact words were, “That is what insanity looks like to me.”

My sister-in-law is a quilter. I mentioned to her that I would like to try making a quilt. She inherited quilt tops, quilt pieces, and fabric from her husband’s granny who had passed away. She gave a pile of 2” squares, and some miscellaneous sewn together squares. Not all were made of materials I would pick out, but there was something about that I liked.

 I started sewing the squares together. I quickly realized I would run out of little squares before I would get a usable size quilt. I found some quilting fabrics I had used for an old craft project. At this time, I was also discovering quilt shops, and started collecting quarter folds. Quarter folds, was a new term in my vocabulary.

As I sewed, I tried to create some sort of rhythm. There was some thought to which squares I chose to sew together, and thought to how I would incorporate the already sewn together squares into it, but it’s hard to tell. With my quilts I think I have a plan, but often work more intuitively.

So far, this is the only quilt I have not given away. I love it. When I make the bed I put the top side up. When my husband makes the bed, he puts the top side down. 

About half way through the top of this first quilt, I realized that a quilt would be a nice Christmas gift for my brother. I really learned how the process of putting a quilt together on my second quilt for my brother. After I finished his quilt, I came back to this one and finished it up. I knew I was hooked.


Published by jenniferquilting

A few years back my sister-in-law got me started on my first quilt. Ever since then I have been hooked in a big way. Quilting was always an idea that I was attracted to, but hadn't taken the time to dive into. The process takes me to that meditative place that art can bring into your life. I've always been a maker. Making is an important part of life.

One thought on “Insanity

  1. Oh, sigh, your husband. When I say the word quilt, my children shout, “Stop talking about quilts!” We just can’t get any respect. 😉


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