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 While the total look of this quilt might not be traditional, the piecing and applique is. The checkered blocks, the flying geese (the triangles), and layered applique to create a flower, plus the simple line quilting stitches would qualify this quilt as traditional (in my humble, but often wrong opinion).
 To me, this is gorgeous. While it's machine quilted, it's traditional in the sense that it's a plain color fabric and the design is all in the stitching. Even the green leaf is created by stitches with a green thread. I think this type of quilting is beautiful because it shows off the quilter's handiwork and not their math or patience skills.
The above quilt (this is the lower 1/4) mixes two traditional quilt styles.  The wholecloth quilt (like the first rose you saw) is where you take one fabric and use the one color of thread and the entire quilt is simply stitching...no piecing or applique. The little bit of color you see to the left (which intersected the quilt into four wholecloth quadrants) is called cathedral quilting. I've never done it, but it involves sewing two pieces of fabric together, cutting one layer, folding the fabric back and stitching each individual cut piece. My mother-in-law, who makes gorgeous, traditional,  pieced quilts started one many years ago and got so frustrated at the time and labor involved she turned what little she had done into a pillow. I say I want to do a cathedral window quilt, but in reality I probably never will.
 Another wholecloth quilt that I LOVED, but was disappointed in the picture. It was directly under the light, and even after four photo attempts I still couldn't get the color right. The background fabric is actually a deep maroon, and the quilting a pale orange. It was absolutely stunning.
 And a close up of the fleur de lis and surrounding details.
 A minimum of four different quilt patterns in this quilt!
 I LOVE the colors in this quilt.  This is a patchwork quilt where each block is a different pattern (or at least four different patterns but all in different colors so it looks different). With all the sunlight we have in our house I would be terrified the black would fade, but I love how it makes the colors pop even brighter.
 And this is a modern, whimsical touch using the wholecloth pattern. Someone spent a LOT of time on this.

 And another one of my favorites. Notice the green ribbon?
 Red and white patchwork. I think there may be another name for this style of quilt, but I can't think of it at the moment. I dream of one day making a quilt in just two colors.
 I think I'll pass on embroidery, though. Maybe I could convince my sister and Mom to do it again for me?
 Again, stunning, vivid colors! I'm not sure whether or not the black lines in this quilt would be considered traditional piecing or the newer stained glass window applique people are doing, but I love the way the black frames everything!
 a close up look of the detailed, small block pattern
 The style of this quilt reminds me of the Baltimore patchwork quilts (except it's applique). Every square is different and represents something. In the case, one of the Colonial Quilters Guilds has done historical ships that came to America.

Comments

Lydia said…
I love all of these! The cream-colored one with the tinted leaves is my favorite.

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