Sometimes the two are awfully close. I was asked to mend the quilt that had belonged to the beloved of a friend who had died suddenly, tragically and far too young. The edges of the quilt had worn away. If this were just a quilt, then it could have been given away to one of the many charities in the neighborhood. But the beloved one had slept under this quilt, so it was to be somehow preserved. My task was to remove the worst of the fraying and to create a stable edge. The fraying was distributed unevenly around the edge of the quilt. The quilt needed a strong edge that would protect the remainder from disintegrating. the edging needed to visually take a back seat to the quilt itself. A solid color would overwhelm the quilt visually. I decided to use an edging I had learned about from the brilliant quilter Bird Ross . You sew squares of fabric to the edge of a piece and then madly stitch over those squares. It’s a nice way to bind a ...
A blog, mostly about my work making Jewish ritual objects, but with detours into garment making, living in New York City, cooking, and other aspects of domestic life. A note about comments: I love comments from readers, from spammers, not so much. I approve comments before posting them so comments are not cluttered with junk. It may take a few hours before your posts appear. Be patient. If you are a real person with a real comment it will be posted.