One Mans Junk

Once upon a summers night in 2015 the Maritime Modern Quilt Guild held their first yardsale. (You can read all about it here.) The peeps cleaned and gutted their scrap bins, purged their stashes and drug it all out to the meeting place and set up shop. What a fun evening...we hooted, hollered, laughed and emptied our piggy banks into the hands of the sellers. I lugged home 17$ worth of random textile goodness from Adrienne over at Chezzetcook Modern Quilts.

There were fat quarters, half meters, triangles, and scraps of every size and shape imaginable in my bag o'loot.  Oh... and of every print imaginable too. I brought it home but never got around to amalgamating the fresh haul into my stash. And so it sat and sat in the bag.  One day I started playing with it...I sewed up long strips of those already cut triangles without purpose. Another day I started making slabs of scrappy bits without much though of arriving at any particular destination. Without any real plan for the goods I ended up putting that bag away and almost forgot about it. Almost. But a couple days ago, an idea came out of nowhere and blindsided me. A spark suddenly caught and a fire grew.

It grew.

And grew.

And now, it's going off on a little trip to grow some more.

I have always loved the idea of a round robin quilt building project and in the Stashpocalypse spirit of "using only what we have" (as per the manisfesto) fellow stash buster Anja, over at Anja Quilts, has agreed to take a shot at the pile of "junk" and add something to it. I will bring her all the bits and chunks in the pile along with the center medallion (which now measures 32.5" × 42") and set her loose with only one rule:

She can ONLY use the junk in the bag. As now proclaimed in cloth 100% of the fabric in this flimsy has to come out of that original 17$ investment. Nothing can be added to the pile unless it once belonged to Adrienne. (Perhaps it's worth noting that now might be a good time to break into her sewing room to swipe a little more currency in the low volume department? It took every square inch in the bag to piece the background around all those letters, there's not one bit left in that bag and only slivers in my trash can.)

Perhaps you, dear reader, might like a turn playing in the heap of cloth? Let me know. When Anja is done adding her two cents worth the flimsy is going to need to go somewhere with a fresh set of eyes to build on some more patchwork.

Seriously. This is going to be a blast!