A project in which I was the mere technical director, working to support the vision of the artistic director. A quite specific, rather uncompromising six point seven five year old artistic director.
Let me back up a little. This weekend was the bi-annual quilt show and sale of the Victoria Quilter’s Guild. I could only attend on Friday which happened to be a day off of school for my kids, so they also got to attend a quilt show.
I bribe them with candy because it works (and is a rare treat). This year I could have bribed them with fabric it seems. W, the 6 3/4 year old fell in love with a 2$ FQ. She promised to pay me back from her hoarded allowance if I lent her the money to buy it. Her initial plan as we toured more booths was to make a cushion. Then a shawl. Then a skirt, but there wasn’t enough for a skirt. Did I have more fabric I could lend her to finish the skirt? Yes of course. But then it won’t match. Did I have fabric that DID match?
Well for two dollars I’ll buy you some fabric that matches. So that was a win.
Then I broke her heart by working for two days straight.
After my work today we buckled down and made this wondrous garment!
Flat felled seams for speed and convenience. W ran the foot pedal while I kept everything straight.
I also dropped the ironing board down to her height so she could do the pressing. (I had to go on my knees!) She thought threading the elastic through the casing was magical.
She was adamant that the zig-zag be oriented vertically to make the skirt as long as possible.
And it twirls. And poofs.
I have a happy girl. Me? I’m toast. Stick a fork in me, I’m done. Time for bed.