Have you ever wondered how I got into quilting? (Of course not! You're here for pictures of Cameron!)
Here's a story from my pre-baby days.
My mom and aunt tried many times to get me interested in quilting. I wasn't. They drug me (and my sister and cousins) to fabric stores. We died of boredom. Sometimes the stores had candy, so that was ok. One store had a basement play area where we could watch movies. Because it took that long. We watched whole movies. (At least that's how I remember it. And now that I think about it, that store was brilliant!)
Fast forward to college and I still wasn't interested. Crafting- sure. Quilting- no. They would ask "Isn't this fabric beautiful?" Eh. Thimbleberries just weren't my thing.
They had probably lost hope. And then it happened. I came home for a weekend and caught sight of the most awesome fabric. It was Java by Deb Strain for Moda. The bells went off and the quilt books came flying off the shelves. We'd find an easy pattern. Of course we could get more of that fabric! So this is all it took?!
Now, if you don't care about fabric, you don't know that fabric is limited edition. All of it. So by the time I had finally found a fabric I could love, it was also incredibly hard to find. Not only this, but when they showed me the patterns, they were all "lap sized." That wasn't going to do. I needed something that would fit my bed! Nothing smaller than queen! (I knew that one day I would move on from tiny college apartment twin beds and finally have a real bed someday. So my mom scoured the internet, bid on fabric on eBay, and we hunted down complimentary fabrics at quilt shops.
This is how I know they love me, by the way. And they really wanted me to love quilting. A queen size quilt is intense, especially someone who is clueless. And fabric is expensive, especially when you have to resort to buying it from eBay!
I think it took me two years and a really intense quilting day (LuAnn handed me the strips, I sewed them together, and my mom ironed) to get the darn thing finished. I don't think they were going to let me leave the house until it was done. I did quilt it myself (it even has my name in it! And the year- 2010), but I didn't have anything to do with the binding.
And that was all it took. I don't think I sewed another quilt until after I met my Hubby. We had moved from an apartment into a house. It was winter. And one day I said "I wish I had a sewing machine. I feel like sewing something." I was surprised that he reacted much like my mom and aunt. We headed to Joann's that day to check out the machines (sadly they were out of the one we liked). But I had one in the mail a few days later!
Now I love fabric. Sometimes I love it so much that I can't even cut it.
I feel just like my mom and aunt blabbering about their thimbleberries.... But look how beautiful it is!!
Amy Butler is my favorite! However, I found a new fabric love that rivals my love of Amy Butler. Meet Cotton + Steel.
(This is a combination of August and Mustang. I had to have August because it's my birthday month. Obviously it was meant to be!)
I could go on with my fave fabrics all night long!! I considered doing a "stash shot" but I've been busy digging in my cupboards and it's looking like a disaster in there. A really gorgeous, expensive disaster.
And if you've stuck with me this long, here is Cameron. He has been loving boxes lately.