Poor 'Lil Sewing Machine...
Thu, Jan 13 2011 10:45 PM
I saw this sewing machine sitting outside in the freezing, freezing cold yesterday here in Chicago.
I mean, I think it's a sewing machine. It's like the skeleton of a sewing machine that sat in the attic or the basement or the bottom of the ocean for 50 years and then was dredged up to sit outside in a punishing Chicago winter for awhile until someone sees it and says, "Hey! I want THAT sewing machine!"
As I walked away from it, I thought, "I have no desire to purchase that old, defunct sewing machine." And for a moment, I wondered if that was bad, if I should want to rehab old machines and start a collection and be all up on my sewing machine knowledge and be able to say in an important voice, "Oh, yes. That would be an original Singer Featherweight, circa XYZ and ABC and so forth."
But the thing is -- and this is what I realized and what I share with you now -- is that I like to make quilts. I want a sewing machine to help me do that. I'm not a tinkerer. I'm not a handyman. I'm not a machine repairman and I'm not a sewing machine history buff. Not yet, anyway. I'm not a miracle worker either, which is what that hunk of metal is going to need if anyone's going to make any quilts with it. My point is that I'm a quilter, and that's what I want to be. So that poor little machine will just have to wait until someone comes along who has a love of making broken things work again.
Me, I have a love of quilting.
You know, that would be a great name for a show... ;)