Sometimes I have quilting failures. I'm prone to cutting corners, not planning things all the way through, or rushing past some important piece of direction. My edges can be wonky, my free-motion stitches uneven, my points not perfect. However, usually these are smaller errors that seem to disappear in the overall beauty of the quilt once it's finished. But this one? This one I want to throw out and never speak of again. What the hell happened here?
In theory, it all should have worked. It began with a jelly roll. Aren't jelly rolls supposed to coordinate together and take the guess-work out of fabric selection? Aren't you pretty much guaranteed that your quilt will look put-together if you use a jelly roll? No, apparently. Not so much.
Then, the pattern. It seemed like a classic key-hole pattern would be a good fit for the jelly role strips. I just had to cut them in the appropriate lengths, and sew them together. It took all of two hours to put the blocks together, and i was still blissfully unaware of the hideousness developing right under my nose.
Finally, it was time to figure out the layout, and that's when things started to become clear. It didn't matter how I arranged the blocks, my quilt was ugly. There wasn't enough contrast in color tones, the blue strips stuck out like sore thumbs, the design was all muddled.
It seems like with every quilt I make, there's a moment where self-doubt starts rearing it's ugly head and I question all my design and fabric choices. Usually, all turns out well in the end, and I figured it would be the same with the Key Hole Monstrosity. So, I forged on and started sewing it all together. Guess what? Still horrible! So then I figured, maybe a border would help. So I threw a border on there. No change.
So here we are. Yesterday, I had just about decided to baste it, quilt it, call it a charity quilt, and be done with it. But then I thought about the poor unsuspecting soul who might be given such a quilt, and decided that acts of charity should not be used as a way to rid oneself of ugly projects gone wrong. So I'm still stuck with the damn thing. Do I throw it out? Do I take it apart and re-purpose the material? Do I cut the blocks into something else? Do I baste it, quilt it, and keep it as a dog blanket or picnic quilt?
Right now it's hanging over my banister, reminding me of the folly of trusting blindly in jelly rolls