I've created a monster

I've finished quilting Elvis, and, man, is he pissed.

Years ago my sister-in-law gave me some Elvis Christmas fabric as a gift.  This winter something — perhaps an abrupt descent into madness? — moved me to take it out and make it into a quilt at last.  I alternated the various Elvis faces with disappearing nine-patch blocks in Christmas prints.  When the piecing was complete, I thought, Huh.  This looks better than it has any right to.

And then I quilted it.

I used an allover meander, since this was to be little more than a novelty quilt that would see a month's use every year.  I didn't take into account, though, the sad fact that the stitching would run all over the sacred printed countenance of the King.  By the time I realized it, it was too late to care (or, if the truth be told, I was too lazy to rip out the quilting I'd already done and start fresh).

So all over the quilt, Elvis looks a little...Frankensteinian.

I look at the King, reproduced in 18-plicate all over the quilt, and I lovingly murmur, as Homer Simpson once did to a prized football...

You will be called...Stitchface.

Comments

[akeeyu]

Huh.

But what would it have been like if, instead of random quilting, you did deliberate patterns across his face?

Imagine the possibilities.

The weird, weird possibilities.

[Kelly, in Seattle]

My sister and daughter made an Elvis quilt together this past Christmas! It's delightful. I think FrankenElvis is unintentionally awesome. :0)