This week was a discovery of something I had had access to for many years, and never been sufficiently inquisitive to see what it meant. My Bernina 1260 is a warhorse of sewing machines, the last full metal jacket of Berninas. It came from a little old lady who never used it, not even on Sundays, and her daughter- in-law looking to maximise a return for purchase. We met in the middle. I found the attachment and began the Youtube research until I could work back to how to use my near-antique version. Some useful experiments, trials, tests, on the straight, on the bias, and then the real deal as it attached attached to the latest quilt, for a not-so-newborn. My first bias, the first successful binding entirely on the machine (I've always finished it by hand), the my first reversible quilt.
Three or four hundred upper thread and bobbin changes over the past four weeks. There's a textural effect I'm trying to create with the quilting - that compliments the imperfect shapes of the pieced fabrics. Something akin to wabi, sabi and shibui. The infinite ways that dense, linear quilting can be used to create story are coming to life, one piece at a time. Sometimes barely visible, sometimes contrasting. There is an uneven fullness in the seams that help create miniscule bumps at the end of each line. There are also the seamless directional changes absorbed into the looser weave of some fabrics. Every change and every bobbin. Testing tensions, adjusting for the different threads as each shape submits to the process. It is a peace-filled activity, permanently set up so I can work for several minutes at a time. Never wasting moments. I get immersed in the meditative quality of the quilting and thinking only about the stitch. Some of the combinations I use: using the same ...
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