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Getting it done, part 7

The stars quilt is done!

This feels like a monumental accomplishment.  When I first began to dabble in quilting, I was a junior in college.  My aunt, who has been more than dabbling in quilting for a long time, sent me a book about quilting and a set of fat quarters.  I used some of the information from the book and decided to make up my own design; I cut out some stars and appliqued them onto a black background.  I began hand quilting one star at a time -- around the edges, echoing the shape round and round until the center became a spiral, using a variegated thread.  After completing all of the stars, I started quilting circular spirals in the empty black areas.  In the beginning, the placement was totally random; most recently, I started working on one quadrant and then another, filling in all of the empty spaces in a slightly more regular way, trying to move from one section to another in a visible display of progress.

Here are some pictures:






And now, to begin the next big project -- finally getting those chairs and loveseat re-upholstered!  Hopefully I'll alternate between working on the big projects with a few more quick finishes, but either way, as long as I keep making progress, I will be happy about it.

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