I’ve been quilting since I was four… but always hand quilting. I’ve always felt like that was the way to go. It requires a lot of time, and patience to make each of those little pinprick stitches. (I flatter myself to think that my hand quilting is pretty darn good.)
I cannot count the number of times I have looked at a quilt during a show or at the fair and cast a critical eye over the – obviously machined – stitching. In many cases, the quilt was pretty and the stitching added a beautiful element to it. There’s a quilt that shows up periodically in my area that is many multicolored suns on a black background. I believe it is hand stitched and it is gorgeous – one of the prettiest quilts I have ever seen.
Still, there was a lurking sense of superiority. Surely it is harder and takes more skill to put in each painstaking stitch by hand!
Well folks – I am used to picking up a new creative challenge and doing pretty well at it. What I am not used to is eating humble pie.
This is my public apology to every machine quilter out there – holy bujeezus… I have a whole new respect for what you do.
I finished a baby quilt for a friend of mine last night and I machine quilted it – otherwise I never would have been done in time. I picked up a darning foot for my machine, watched a few youtube tutorials… how hard could it be right? I’d spent quite a bit of time tracing the designs I wanted to put on the fabric, and was ready to go.
And… yeah. Machine quilting is hard! Follow a tracing at this stage of skill? Oh yeah, not happening. Whew! At least I got it done, and I was fairly satisfied with the results. 😀