Skeleton Flower

I'm still plugging away, bit by bit, on Blooming Horrors. The ghost head and the apple green skeleton flower haven't been appliqued on yet. Those pieces are still safety pinned on and I'm using long silk pins to hold down the edge I'm working on. Yes, I still use long pins. I tried some of those itty bitty sequin pins and couldn't stand them -- too small for my stubby fingers.

The little ogre head wasn't a part of the original plan, but I needed more light colors on the left side. He looks like he belongs where the wild things are. The heads are all from that Nancy Wolff fabric that I made Halloween Faces from.

The round flower will probably end up with another circle on top.

I got the idea for the skeleton flowers by looking through my inspiration folder and finding this great little piece by Gwen Marston called Two Birds. Gwen used to have a folk art applique quilt in every issue of Ladies Circle Patchwork and Quilting. I saved all of them.

We had all sorts of commotion at our apartment building this morning. Our upstairs neighbors are either moving out or moving a lot of belongings. One of the multi-story box lifters was right outside our window and the cats were mesmerized and a bit skittish, what with that platform whizzing up and down and the slamming and banging upstairs. I intended to go out and take photos but they surprised me by finishing up by 10 am.

We finished House Season 2 and started on season 3 last night. I have a love/hate relationship with that show. Love Hugh Laurie immensely and he's a stitch, even if House is a true jackass. I watch it for him and that character. The baby doctors still annoy the hell out of me and even Cutty and Wilson are getting obnoxious. House saves someone every single week and yet they still doubt him and have to carry on and fight so hard every time? And he's always right? Always. This show needs to change it up some.

Gotta go out into the world now and buy some bread. The boulangerie on our block is still closed for the summer holiday so I have to hike a bit further to get to the Paul's down in the market. I like their bread, even if the shop is the French equivalent of McDonald's. (The food is better, but it's franchising all over the place, including the states.) I was a baaad girl yesterday and scarfed the entire loaf down all by myself. Have to make it up to my hubby today and make sure he has his bread. That whole not-eating-bread thing of mine sure didn't last long.

p.s. Anonymous, it was great to get your comment. Don't let the Quilt Police get you down. Keep on making quilts to make you happy, not them. Quilts do not have to be square, they do not have to be perfect, they just have to be made with love.