Showing posts with label flea market. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flea market. Show all posts

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Putting in the Wild Goose Chase Quilt and using the old Treadle

Here I am sewing the seam of the quilt back using red and white striped cotton on an antique Singer  model 27 Treadle sewing machine. 


This decal pattern is called Persian. The Persian decal design is rather uncommon.. the more common decal is the Egyptian Phoenix, that usually appears just below the spool of thread.
*Note*
if you have a Singer sewing machine and would like to find the age of it/the year it was made.. look for your machine's serial # and go to this Singer page.

Built before the turn of the 1900's and made to last forever.

When the silver colored plate is slid towards you, it reveals the vibrating shuttle that holds the bobbin. The red felt was missing so I inserted a new one into the little hole provided.. oil is dripped into the felt to keep the shuttle lubricated when it slides back and forth.

 This is the Bobbin winder... it is on a hinge that you position against the cord to get it prepared to use.. and when you are done winding the bobbin you just push it back.

The Singer logo on the side of the cast iron frame ... this machine is very heavy.
 The Treadle.


 They paid attention to detail and beauty when they made machines way back then.. They were proud of what they made and wanted them to last a very long time.


 the back 
and the front, below.
 
 ... and they cared to make them beautiful.

The faceplate is plain on this model but on others they were highly ornate.

The spoked wheel weighs about 2 lb. on its own.  The weight of the wheel helps keep the momentum of the treadling...whereas modern electric sewing machines have very small wheels.
*note* ...as you can see here I had to put on a new belt as the old leather one was fragile and disintegrated with age. New leather treadle belts, in these parts, cost $22.00 ,Yikes, too much.. so I used a plastic hose in the same 3/16" size... works for me.

 All you need to run it is your feet or even just one foot, whichever rhythm and pattern  works best for you. it is flexible.
... but I think that people back then must have been much smaller as my knees kept touching the table of the machine... so I moved around a bit till I found a comfortable position.

 I did a lot of cleaning and polishing and oiling when I first brought it home and now it works amazingly.. of course it still shows its age ..the nicks and blemishes, I call "Beauty Spots"
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 Just look at those stitches!!! I can hardly believe the precision of them.

 I Love it!!!!
...now onto getting that quilt set up in the frame.

 This looks messy but it is just the basting onto the side bars of the quilt frame.  These old quilt frames came from a flea market along with the clamps that hold the boards together.
... and don't mind that ratty green fabric that it's being sewn onto .. I like to think that someone attached many quilts to these old boards.

 The back is sewed in now... upside down of course.

 A roll of polyester fiberfill.

 half spread out...

 ...now covering the entire quilt back and smoothed out as best as I could.

 then the Wild Goose Chase quilt top is laid on top and pinned in place.
 Here is a link to the making of the Wild Goose Chase Quilt top that I pieced at the start of the year.

 and the extra fiberfill is trimmed away.

 The leftover fiberfill makes good stuffing for toys or pillows or even tea cozy's
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 Those little snip scissors are perfect for clipping the quilt thread.

 ...when I began to put the quilt in the frame I had the corners sitting on chairs and couldn't remember where my quilt stands were.. after searching for 1/2 a day!!! I found them....
 John made them for me for the last quilt I tied a few years ago.  We just used some recycled boards and made a couple cut outs so we could make them slide together and stand up.
... didn't cost anything and they do a great job... and they are light and easy to move around ... and they lay flat for storage (that's why I couldn't find them!)




 First row of blocks are all hand-quilted.
 
The clamps are undone and that row of quilting is rolled onto the frame and reclamped in its new position.
... after a few days another row of blocks were completed.. only 4 rows left to go.

 A close up one of the set of 4, old cast iron C-clamps I found at the flea market.

 A size 9 quilting needle.


 Down to 3 rows of blocks now.
 I was able to replace the long side boards to shorter ones so the frame takes up less space.
 If I really found it in the way, it could easily be lifted up and stood against the wall.


 I am not sure how long it will take to finish the quilting as I just work on it in my spare time in between my jewelry work and slaving away at the old, out of town homestead...  I am enjoying it so much...  it is very meditative and relaxing. Now I remember why I used to do this all the time.

Gwen Buchanan at Desideratum Art Studio, St. Martins,  New Brunswick, Canada

Click to see the last phase/ 3rd blog post of making the Wild Goose Chase Quilt.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

The Flea Market



Last week-end we went to the Giant Flea Market in Sussex, New Brunswick, held every year on the third weekend of August... 3 days (4 days if you go on Dealer Day) of peeking, searching, wandering, wondering, pondering, bartering.... and hopefully finding a treasure of some sort to take home....

More than 450 booths spread out across the large fair grounds... there was no lack of things to look at... antiques, junk, collectibles, books, car parts, tools, you name it... it was there... guaranteed! in good and bad condition... and everywhere in between... a deal could be had, depending on how much you had to spend or how much they wanted to get rid of it...

... scorching sun, pouring rain, traffic jams, tired feet, sunburned faces, soaked to the hide.. didn't matter people were there in full force... when a downpour happened on Saturday, one vendor sold out of his umbrellas in minutes! There was a silver lining in that cloud.. for him anyway...


... 10 years ago we had the good fortune or bad, depending on which day you ask John... to find the bits and pieces and parts of a 1966 P1800 Volvo Coupe there, the kind "The Saint" used to drive... in parts on a fellows table and in several boxes under it... and the rest were in another province in his barn... he agreed to put them all back together and sell it to us... it was in very sorry shape and we have been working on it for years... searching out parts, a never-ending task... with much perseverance and cursing, cause it was too late to turn back now... it finally has a coat of primer and the engine is restored, still more to do and far from perfect but it is almost road worthy...




Anyway, back at the Flea Market.... On Friday, John pointed out this old press which I thought at first glance was the top part of an old cider press... and immediately passed it by, thinking I really don't need another project to do just now, of trying to figure out how to make the rest of the cider press... so we wandered some more...

... soon I found an old beautifully patterned Silver teapot ... rather worn, and stained but had an essence I could not resist... and I dearly needed a teapot... Then a great hardcover book, " The Life, History and Magic of The Dog"... beautifully illustrated reference book... They both came home with me.

John found a big pile of salvaged window and door moldings, sides and tops... red pine 1 ¼" thick, from an 1867 house from Guysborough Co. Nova Scotia... even with John's very careful packing into our 8' long utility trailor, the beautiful moldings overflowed the trailor.... but he tied them on with my daughters old mountain climbing rope.... it was sort of a mountain of wood!! These will be saved for a future project... A starting point...   ( update  to July 2010 ... we are using them  here... interior construction)

Max found books, games and army surplus gear for his paintball tournaments...

... we were all happy... and tired... and hot... we were glad to be on the 45 minute drive home...





The next morning, we were talking about our great deals and the things that were rather interesting, that we left behind... and John again mentioned that he was surprised I hadn't shown any interest in the press... Well, I never really had a good look at it... only from a distance from across a crowded aisle... he said he had... and as he described it, I realized it was a Book Press... an actual Book Press... Oh no... Why didn't I walk the 10 feet in that direction and examine it when he pointed it out... ohhh... Foul word inserted here... Where would I ever come across one of those again... probably never!!!

I didn't actually need it.... but what a great addition to the studio it would have been... I started thinking up things I could have done with it.... for sure it would be gone now... it was probably gone 5 minutes after we passed it........... I think we should go back and on a wild whim of a chance maybe it would be there... noooo, it wouldn't...

oh heck.. we went back anyway... You know, Hope...

It was pouring rain!!! Buckets!!!

Couldn't believe it... The old Book Press (also known as a Nipping Press) was still there in the exact spot!!! It was in almost perfect condition for something that age... solid cast iron and not a bit of rust... It was a good size...With the wheel wound down it was 13" tall x 11½"wide x 21½" long... the platen has a 3" opening and was 9 ½" x 15". It weighed about 70 lbs. and had 4 bolt holes to anchor it down.

The dealer, Al Hermitage, from Rexton, New Brunswick who always has the best primitive antiques, was pretty surprised that no one had snapped it up... When I showed interest and asked about it, he said he could give me a deal... $45.00... Wow... My Lucky day! I more than gladly paid to take my prize home... Good thing John was there, though... It was heavy! I was smilin' for the rest of the day!



This is just a quick little pen and ink sketch I did of the new, old tool now in my studio, The Book Press... approx. 6" x 6" on textured drawing paper.

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