This is one way I get to enjoy all the quilts I've made over the years. You already know I hang quilts on the walls, I put some over the fireplace and I have some draped over furniture. But I also always have one at the foot of my bed and change them out seasonally or whenever the mood strikes me. I used to make quilts for all the beds in the house. That ended when I was constantly getting upset when my DH or the kids sat on it with dirty clothes, or the cat had a hairball incident, etc. So I bought a coverlet, and now I just throw this in the washer when it's dirty and everybody is happy LOL!
I made this Yo-yo quilt about 18 years ago. As you can tell from the close ups of the fabric, these are vintage 1980's and 90's classic calicoes. It seemed I carried a bag of circles around for years. I carried them to soccer practices, little league games, dentist appointments, cheerleading practices, church softball games, family vacations, basically to everything my two children were involved in as they were growing up. They are now 34 and 31 so it has been awhile.
Most of the Yo-yo quilts I'd seen (and I hadn't seen that many) were made in a four patch layout. That is, they were only attached on the sides in a North, South, East, West orientation. This left a lot of open space showing, which I didn't really like. Even back then, it seems I didn't want to do anything "normal". So I set this in a Grandmother's Flower Garden layout (which I had never seen, but thought looked better) - that is, attaching them on 6 sides instead of 4.
Here's a picture of the back. Don't you recognize a bunch of these?? I hate to say I still have some of this fabric, but I've got a plan for that. Stay tuned for a future post :).
I think one of the neatest things about this quilt are the memories I have of my children's teenage years. In this scope of things, this quilt is not in the top 5 I'd carry out of a burning house..... but it is very special to me.
By the way, the circles are 1 1/4" finished and there are over 1,100 circles.
Until next time,
Karen