I started making my first quilt back in January. I actually cut all my strips the same weekend that I hosted a party in my cabin, made a three minute (grand prize winning!) short film for the 48 Hour Film Competition, and helped my boyfriend with camera work for his film. Oh, the joys of unemployment.
I purchased my fabrics from this shop on Salt Spring Island when I was hope for a post-Christmas visit. I really liked this jelly roll quilt that was on display in the shop, but didn't want to just buy a selection of pre-cuts. I wanted the fun of choosing my own fabrics, especially since I was in an actual physical quilt shop and not just buying off the internet. I browsed one day, and then a couple of days later went in to put things together and make my big purchase. The lovely woman (whose name I do not know, alas) who made the quilt I liked was there and she gave me so much advice--a crash course in quilting, and lots of help pulling my fabrics together. We pulled many, many bolts off the shelves and in the end came up with a selection of fourteen different prints, with three co-ordinating solids for the backing.
I cut five two-inch wide strips from each of the fourteen prints, and made five sets of strips, each containing one strip of each fabric and with different arrangements of fabric.
I haven't paid much attention to how the progress is coming. I'm probably about a third of the way through, but refuse to count how many squares and rectangles I have left. There is no goal: just something to pick up and put down as the mood strikes me. It sometimes even gets used as a blanket, even in its unfinished state.