Managed to do a bit of reading on the train this morning, and I think I am starting to understand why Sartre is going on so much about possibilities and a load of other stuff. If we as humans are the ones who create possibilities then perhaps we can understand something about ourselves if we understand the how and why of them. That’s not to say I agree with all his conclusions about possibilities, but it makes it a lot less frustrating to read when I understand where it is heading.
Only one block today. Which is not too bad. I struggled a bit with this one because of the sharp pointy pieces. When you are dealing with 45 degree angles you just place the two seams up against each other and sew, with other angles you have to offset a little, a 1/4 inch seams worth. I suppose I should probably figure out exactly how much and measure and mark my bits, but I think I did alright just eying it off, and with a little unpicking when necessary.
I did start two other blocks but once I got started I realised I was missing a few pieces. Obviously I got a little distracted while cutting out.
Sartre is still on the subject of possibilities. Apparently we make them. Which kind of makes sense.
I am feeling kind of tired and nurturing a kind of funk because I feel like I am becoming an object of curiosity to people at work, and it is the end of the weekend and I am going to have to go back and deal with it again tomorrow. Mostly I think it is about the fact that really I am just too polite and I always feel like I have to answer people’s questions when they ask them, when what I really want to do is tell them to mind their own business.
I did get three blocks done today. I am feeling kind of proud of myself for that, especially since mostly the seams all match. They are all 16 inch blocks too, I figure if I make a couple more of these I will have enough for a bed size quilt soon.
158 Square Deal
155 Our village Green
153 Primrose Path
I did get in two pages of Sartre this morning before I set off to go look at some houses, he was going on about possibilities again. Not a lot of sewing though. Got started on some blocks. For some reason I couldn’t bring myself to do any pressing today, so I just did the first round of sewing on a couple of blocks. Hopefully I will finish them tomorrow.
I do have one finished block to show off. I made it up on Wednesday and only got round to appliqueing the 4 prongs last night when I was watching some tv.
137 I Do
I can’t believe another month is almost over.
I have to confess that I didn’t read any Sartre today. I didn’t even take it with me on the train. I took my e-reader with me instead because I have been reading a delightfully fluffy quilting mystery novel. The only question which that raises, other than who did the murder, is why are vets in novels always ruggedly handsome? Are they like that in real life. I don’t know. I’ve never actually met a vet.
I did get two blocks done when I got home. See below.
167 Crosses and Losses
166 Flying Dutchman
I got a good chunk of reading done this morning on the train. According to Sartre, we as humans must be perpetually suffering because we are for itself (consciousness), but we have access to the in-itself but we can’t ever be in- itself. I am not sure I really understand that but it did make me think about meditation. Meditation is basically an attempt to empty your mind (something I have never been very successful at), but there are some people who are very good at it. I was thinking it might be possible to voluntarily surrender ones consciousness. Something to think about I guess.
I didn’t get any sewing done on the train because we were all crammed in like sardines and I didn’t want to be nudging people with my elbows. I did get two blocks done when I got home today though. They were quite simple ones, but still quite pretty.
169 Southern Belle
168 Fox and Geese
Its been a kind of tiring day. I spent most of the morning cutting out new blocks. It went quite well because I did buy a new 45mm rotary cutter yesterday so I got through a good many blocks with a lot of pieces. I was thinking though as I did it; imagine how much time it would have taken to cut out the bits for a decent sized bed quilt before rotary cutters were invented. When you had to make the template, draw around it and cut out every single piece, one at a time with scissors. It made me wonder whether people value time differently now than they did in the past. I don’t think people were any less busy then than they are now, in fact they may have even had more to do. Perhaps the difference is in the cost of labour versus the cost of goods which means reasonably cheap quilts can be bought in a shop. Say it takes me 80 hours to make a quilt, even at a reasonably cheap $15 an hour, any quilt that sells for less than $1200 is going to be a bargain. Especially since I haven’t factored in the cost of materials. However 100 years ago I may have only been paid $2 a week, by that scheme of things a quilt would have to cost less than $4 to be a similar time bargain. I don’t know the actual cost of quilts 100 years ago, but I’m going to guess and say it was probably more that $4. Maybe I should google it.
In between all this pondering I did actually manage to get some sewing done. I finished three blocks, and partially finished a 3rd. It took about 4 hours, they were pretty fiddly blocks though. I am coming to the conclusion that I am not a fiddly person.
No Sartre was read.
148 Church Steps
118 Beacon Lights
104 Stepping Stones
Sorry no quilt blocks today. I got home too late after going to the pub with some work people after we finished today.
I did read some Sartre, but barely got through two pages before my brain started to fog. I woke up this morning about 4.30 am and I felt fine then, but by 7.30 am I had run out of steam. It took copious amounts of caffeine and sugar to get through the rest of the day.
I promise to do an extra load of blocks tomorrow. I should have plenty of time because it’s a public holiday.