May 24th, 2015

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From the Calgary Quilt Festival vendors' tent ...

... or, as Eartha Kitt put it, "beaucoup de loot!"

The vendors' tent was a bit of a disappointment in a way. It was just as vast and loaded with sellers as I recall, but all the fabric was mass-produced ... nothing was handmade and everything was cotton. No handwovens, no mud cloth, no true batik, no bark cloth, no embroideries, no tie-dyed or block-printed damasks, no flannels. And in every booth all the fabric was pre-cut into fat quarters and jelly roll strips so not of much use to somebody wanting to do anything other than specific types of patchwork ; certainly wasn't expecting anybody to lug in entire bolts and cutting tables but there did used to be more one and two metre lengths of entire widths of fabric on offer and of course all the handmades were whatever sizes came off looms. One vendor from Saskatchewan was the exception ... they had half metre cuts of printed batiks (at an "any 6 for" price and also ... wonder of wonders ... three metre cuts for use as quilt backs. Haven't opened mine up yet but the sign said these were all 118" (that'd be the three metres) long and 102" wide (a little over 2.5 metres). Usually only upholstery fabrics are sold in that kind of width, so had to grab one of those (was 10% off when I got to the till ... bonus!) Even if this turns out to be two narrower lengths of three metres, I'll still be happy 'cause it's pretty and was a good price.

So the final score: one three metre cut quilt back, six half metre cuts (two of which are duplicates to give me a full metre of that colour/design), and a package of of metallic threads. :-)

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The plan always was ...

... that if I ever made a quilt I wanted to do a bedspread.

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And now I'm playing the fun game called where-the-hell-is-the-credit-card-receipt???!!! Which was in the bag with the fabric, which stayed untouched until I emptied it on top of the bed this morning to take photos, which had the name of the shop on it, and now there's no flippin' sign of the thing! Transaction with details will show up online but not likely until late tomorrow or Tuesday (festival only ended twenty minutes ago and they gotta drive back home) but I want the name of the store NOW so I can see if they deal online (as I said, that kind of width in that type of fabric is rare, I've never seen it in any of the stores here, and I might want more one day)

Edited to add: Ha! Found' em! Knew that either the town or the shop name began with "V", turned out to be the latter: Veronica's Sewing Supplies. Look at all the quilt backs!!! (mine is "Red Essential Scroll")
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Carry on reading ...

Wow, it HAS been a long time since I read Zelazby's Dilvish the Damned and The Changing Land. So many forgotten details of plot and wording joyfully rediscovered. Including, and I can't believe this one ever managed to slip my mind, The Great Sentence in "The Changing Land". Not its official name, that I've ever heard of, but I always thought of it as that; it's impressive because ... well, you recall how your teachers always preached against run-on sentences? It's not actually true that they're bad grammar or composition or whatever. It's just that they're usually so poorly and incoherently phrased that they're better off not happening (and it's less work to tell kids they're forbidden than explain why). But once in a while a really good writer can get away with it ...

The Great Sentence is nearly a full page long in my hardcover edition of this book. And here's how it goes (accompanied by the single considerably shorter sentence that is its partner-in-paragraph):
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And now I'm a few chapters into Changeling, which has much shorter sentences but makes up for that by being chock full o' Esteban Maroto illustrations.