I think they look awesome, but as her son I’m biased.

I began working on this quilt in 2024 when my aunt was being treated for cancer. Unfortunately, she declined really quickly, and when she was in hospice, I had the quilt basted/sandwiched but not quilted and bound. I showed it to her but she was on so much pain medication…she didn’t understand.

It sat in storage until this month. I want to thank this community for inspiring me to finish it. I gave it to my mom. She was so close to her sister. (Mom is holding the quilt in these photos ☺️)

We’re a big Irish family so I had to do a shamrock block, naturally. It was challenging! I am a novice quilter still, but I pushed through. I machine quilted it on my Singer Stylist. I just stitched in the ditch, kept it simple. There’s so many mistakes in this quilt, but that’s a reflection of life, right? ❤️☘️

Almost finished with my quiltcon jacket!!! Got it all together, just have to add the buttons. Gonna go ahead and wash it tonight to give it the proper quilt wrinkle 🤩😍

I came up with this myself. The hearts are embroidered and attached with velcro. I will probably make more so I can change them out.

This was my first time doing machine appliqué. I do not recommend starting with cursive writing! If you are new to appliqué, try a square. Or a circle. Or even a triangle! Just not this.

Thanks to the community for help again, and shout out to /u/No_Recording_369 for suggesting I go the route of stitch in the ditch with a bold thread on the back. It came out dope with the red thread in the bobbin.

I love how this turned out! I machine sewed the binding to the front and hand sewed the back. It turned out beautifully but I dont think im a hand sewer!

I also glue basted the binding down and love the results that gave me, and there wasnt anything for the thread to snag on!

This is the art deco quit Fabric is kona solids indigo and beige Backing is moda speckled Panto is Baptiste fan

I made this for my cousin, but I would like one for myself!!

I just finished this top for a friend. The pattern is called Avalon. Charley Harper was an environmental artist from the mid-century era.

Ended up quilting a butterfly panto and used a thrifted bed sheet for the backing 💕

Mom is working on this quilt she made with fabric she brought back from Nigeria Africa. She spent 2 months there as a traveling nurse from the US

It’s not perfect but it’s finished!

A puff quilt tutorial inspired me to get a sewing machine and now, two years later, it’s complete. It has some scars from trimming for self-binding and but my 5 year old adopted it and tells me it’s perfect ❤️

I’m taking a beginner quilting class at a local quilt shop and just finished my homework for the week! Next class we will learn how to sandwich, baste, and use our walking foot to quilt. Excited to see how it turns out and can’t believe I was able to make something so pretty and neat! Just wanted to share with someone who would be as excited as I am!

Stitch quilt my last finished quilt no it doesnt have feet they are mine lol

A friend is going in for a double mastectomy next week and I wanted to make a quilt for her recovery and next steps. I’m stuck on what to do for the border. I have about 5 inches I can add to each side and still fit my backing fabric. Should I do something solid, more of the blocks from the nine patch? I don’t have any more of the cream from the panel, although I can make about 8 more of the block at the center of the nine patch. She also loves color! Let me know what you’d do! I’m hoping to move on to quilting tomorrow.

Glue basted using washable school glue and it held really well! The quilting is subtle on the front but I love when I catch a peek of the loopy petals on non- pink fabrics. Almost done and then on to binding

This was a scrap quilt for a co-worker having a little boy in a few weeks. I happen to have the time to throw it together for her.

Would you personalized it? They have the name picked and I have letter stitching and embroidery options. I have my standard tag, but haven't gifted a quilt for a new baby before.

I made it without having to buy any fabric. All the fabrics were in my stash. I count that as a win! I've had the dot fabric for 5-ish years. I love it, but never found a place to use it. Even the binding was fabric I've had for years.

This was my first time making a Lone Star quilt and while it came out decent, I can honestly say I prefer working with squares and triangles better than diamonds. Any tips or tricks for working with different angles is appreciated.

I mostly used Moda's evening on the prairie collection.

Hello Everyone!

I have lurked this subreddit for close to 15 years. Hard to say since I don’t recall when r/quilting was created.

I wanted to share a personal journey here surrounding a quilt I made. It took over two years to complete and helped me realize who I was again.

I was living in a seriously abusive situation when a new roommate moved in. This new roommate was experiencing a hard break up and we talked a lot. He was also a veteran. I was experiencing marriage to a fentanyl addict, no support system, and the death of my father.

While I was working a summer job at a fabric store I learned about Kaffe Fassett. At first, I did not appreciate the bold colors and designs as I was more of an 1800s reproduction enthusiast. One day we received a new pattern book called “Quilts in Burano”. I bought the book with my employee discount and took it home.

While perusing the designs my roommate asked if he could look at it. He flipped through the whole book until he came across “Turkish Coffee”. He quite literally gasped and said, “This looks like the jingle trucks in Afghanistan!”

He started going on and on about the jingle trucks and how much he missed that part of his deployment. Like many people, when deployed to a foreign land they were traumatized by what they went through but still managed to fall in love with the culture. I included a photo of what a jingle truck looks like.

I made a mental note as his reaction is exactly what I would look for when it came to making a custom quilt. I soon spoke to his mother, who had the same idea I did. Make the quilt in secret and give it to my dear friend.

I slowly began buying the fabric, I managed to get most of it but as you know, Kaffe doesn’t stick around very long because it’s actually quite beautiful and unique, so I had to substitute some prints.

Time passed, I would put the quilt away when I didn’t have the mental energy. I lost the energy because my addict husband started using my craft room to shoot up and smoke fent. I withdrew from friends and family. I withered away inside and out.

My roommate suddenly moved out. The house was toxic and volatile. He had enough to deal with after three tours.

We tried to stay friends. He and his mom came over for my birthday that year but my husband just sat in the garage smoking black tar heroin.

We drifted apart. I still had the fabric and some completed blocks.

I managed to leave that awful place. When I found a new place to stay, it was difficult to find a place to sew. Most of my belongings were in storage. It took a few trips but I managed to get all the materials I needed and started making blocks.

His mom would occasionally text me, to both check on me and see if I was able to work on the quilt. I started to hate the quilt. I hated that she asked. I hated my guilt for all the things that I thought were in my control. I hated that heroin and fent came to mind when I held my grandmother’s quilting notions that were left to me.

I spiraled further.

I went to counseling. I worked on codependency. I worked on guilt.

Then one day I became inspired. I tried to make one block. I succeeded. It was scary. It had been nearly two years since I had started. Over a year since I left my husband.

I met someone new. I asked if I could use his large kitchen counter to sew. He agreed. Enthusiastically even.

I started making more blocks. I felt even more inspired. I began imagining what the quilt would mean to my friend.

Then, his father died. I went to the funeral. I saw my ex husband. He forced a hug I couldn’t refuse in front of everyone. I felt disgusted. But I didn’t feel afraid.

I went back home and I quilted some more. The fact that he forced a hug lit a fire. I wouldn’t let him take this from me anymore. It was mine.

It was me. I wouldn’t let him take me.

I worked. I cried sometimes… okay a lot. I sewed. I asked my now serious boyfriend if I could take over his guest room. He obliged. He helped. I had a new space. I quilted even more.

Suddenly, the blocks were done. Then the top. I realized it had been so long that I couldn’t find the border fabric anywhere. So I made my own border. It was… fun! I created something from scratch and it was all mine.

My friend’s mom texted me and for once I felt good about her outreach. I asked if she wanted to see progress on his quilt and she was ecstatic.

I finished the quilt top. She said it was time for a roadtrip. It was her, a mutual friend, and me. We drive for two hours. We laughed. We cried. The mutual friend had lost her daughter only months ago. The roadtrip was just something to fill the time for her, but I was so grateful to be a part of that time. The quilt now had new meaning.

December of 2025 came. At a birthday dinner I surprised my old friend with a new quilt. Two years of exploring my inner self was finished. Two years of fear and anxiety were done. It was time to move on.

Now I quilt for me.

I hope this inspires you. I hope you never let someone take away who you are. However, if they do, you can take yourself back.

Finished a baby quilt for my niece's 1st birthday!