When I was in high school, the incredibly dweeby drama kids would go around campus on the 15th of March saying “Beware, beware the Ides of March!” and it took the rest of us a day to figure out what in heavens name they were talking about. My apologies to you if you were one of the drama kids — dweeby, or not — but apparently Julius Ceaser was stabbed 23 times on the Ides of March. Ides come from the word divide, which brings me to the the process taking place in my life: once I divided all that stuff in my sewing room in boxes, how do I get it all back in there?
It began with the dividing:
We eventually moved all the boxes back into the sewing room, and it’s pretty daunting to see all your stash that way. I had wanted a glass top on my sewing desk for-e-ver, and bit the bullet and had a piece of glass cut really big to fit the top. When I got home, I realized there was no way I could get it upstairs (my husband was traveling) so the young men across the street who lift weights for fun, were willing and able to get it upstairs for me. I paid them in cookies.
After I winnowed down the boxes, the fun began: the design wall needs to take shape. In the past my design wall was made of foam core artboard, but when I went looking for it this time, it was not to be found in the size/thickness I needed. And the next best thing was going to cost me over a hundred bucks. So I used the advice found in Christa Watson’s post, and purchased two insulation sheets at our local Big Box Construction store.
I didn’t want to use a giant bed sheet like she had, as I had been spoiled by having a grid on my old design wall. So I hunted/haunted the internet and soon found a gridded flannel made by Robert Kaufman on Amazon, and snapped up six yards. Measure before you buy, as we had Just Enough. I did NOT pre-shrink it, as I needed every inch. I cut it into two three-yard lengths, sewed it together along the one long (3-yard side), matching the grids.
I set it aside while we did this:
My room is much smaller than Christa’s, so we had to cut down the insulation. We used a linoleum knife, which has a hooked shape and a sharp blade on the inside curve.
Then we had to account for the outlet on my sewing room wall. First (above) a template made out of newspaper). We took that upstairs and traced around it, then double-and-triple checked it.
We even checked it against the real wall.
Back down in the dining room, on the dining room table, we taped the two insulation sheets together using white duct tape, only better stuff than duct tape. I don’t know what it was, but it really holds.
I taped around the cut edges of the socket hole.
Like Christa, we laid out the flannel, and stretched it around the boards, stapling it in place. The staples did NOT like to go through a double layer of flannel, and we didn’t quite stretch hard enough, but it doesn’t affect the performance in the least.
We followed her advice and purchased these screws and these washers.
Slipping a screw into a washer, we placed them top and bottom and two on each side of the foam insulation seam. While the foam board seams go East-West, my flannel seam goes North-South for stability (which you can see in the photo, right in the middle). The covering does pucker a bit and my husband asked if I wanted to re-do it. I didn’t.
Why does it not matter that much to me? Because I like to cover my design wall with Thermolam, a type of fleece. They have renamed it, so look for this number — TP970 — on the bolt. (Here’s a post on how I did my old design wall.) I had thrown my old Thermolam/Quilters Fleece/Whatever in the dryer to fluff all the threads off from previous use; it works fine. I smoothed it out over the flannel, using straight pins to keep it on, and letting it overlap by 1/2″ at the seam (which you can see in the photo below). It really grabs the blocks and pieces much better than the flannel by itself, and is easily cleaned by running a sticky lint roller over the surface.
I cut out around the electrical outlet and pinned that into place, too. Immediately I put up the blocks I’d received from The Gridsters, who jumped into #sawtoothmania feet first. I have only one I’m waiting on, but will start playing with them once I get the last one. Their signature blocks used my Tiny Envelope pattern, found free on this blog.
Most recent item was the Daylight lamp, suspended over my cutting table. My husband screwed it onto my window sill for me, as I couldn’t figure out any other way to get it here.
I emptied the last box today, which was all my doo-dads that had been placed all around the room over the last 15 years. I love my doo-dads (I’m not a minimalist) but after living with clear walls for a month, I edited down what I want to hang back up. I also sorted through my scraps, separating them into strips and scraps, and found the bottom of that bin, not seen in too many years.
That process has a parallel in this recipe card. It’s one of a collection of cards that I’d purchased at a garage sale some twenty years ago. I’d had it at the back of a shelf, always meaning to go through it, and use it to form the backbone of that novel I meant to write when I was in grad school. Who was this woman who had used this recipe for the spaghetti sauce so much that she had to affix on the corner with a straight pin? I went through all of her cards, photographed some (you may see them again), but threw away most. I’m kind of at a dividing line in my life. Much like I realize that there will be no more spaghetti sauce made with this recipe again, I also recognize that there will be no novel written about this person, whose recipe cards I purchased when her children cleaned out her house and sold them to a stranger, standing on her front lawn.
In the last few weeks, I have gone through nearly everything in my house with the exception of the kitchen and family room, and like my scrap bin and like the box of recipe cards, I have had to distinguish between the old life that looked forward into mountains of possibilities, and this current one that gazes backwards, happy with what she sees, no longer wishing to be the caretaker for old hopes, for old dreams. While I realize that there still remains in me a creative force, it flows in different ways. Yes, the scraps that were divided reminded me of projects I’d done, as well as suggested promises of what might lie ahead. But who was that young sewer who cut up all these fabrics? I hardly know her now.
Today I dutifully divide what might have been, from what is probable now. While I wonder about that quilter from the past, I must work with this version of me that is sitting here sorting: relinquishing those bits, those scraps, opening up a space for what calls to me now.
19 thoughts on “The Ides of March • New Design Wall 2020”
Got married on the Ides of March, I don’t know what I could’ve possibly been thinking. Your room is looking awesome!
Such a beautifully written post. You’ve articulated what so many women of a certain age are thinking/doing.
good job on the design wall – instead of staples I used duct tape on the back- we used nails to hold mine in place as the screws tried to twist the fabric as they went into the wall.
have fun playing in your room
My youngest daughter was born on the Ides of March. We’ve had a fun time with that over the years! I’m at the same place you are with the old stuff that I’ve held on to for so long. I’ve been going through things this past year and tossing like crazy. It’s very freeing!!
Gorgeous post about where some of us are in our lives….there is definitely more sand at the bottom of the hourglass than at the top…
Your sewing room is coming along. It will be nice to have it finished I’m sure.
Purging and sorting is a good thing to do every few decades. 😉 Carol
Your new (to you) sewing room looks fantastic. I can’t wait to see your projects progress on your new design wall. You have such amazing talent in using the written word to communicate those feelings we of a certain age share. I too find myself winnowing through those projects I want to finish and those I can realistically finish.
Reading your post today seemed more like a short story – evoking yesterday memories, today’s current, and the future’s “what may be” – written in a lovely way.
Great post, I really enjoyed reading it. I think we are about the same age and I am also finding I can let go of things I used to be sentimentally attached to. I haven’t started on my sewing room yet, though. I’m putting together a small design wall, using artist stretched canvases that I bought at a going-out-of-business sale at A.C. Moore last week. I need to get flannel like you used, with the grid on it, it will be so useful.
By the way, I got a Daylight lamp at Christmas time and what a positive difference it has made in my sewing room!
ahhh . . . letting go. It’s not easy. I find myself moving in that direction more and more without actually doing much about it yet. My husband and I talk about continuing to purge throughout the house and yet don’t accomplish much. If only I could piece faster so I could use up the stash. Harder still to think of getting rid of it.
My husband had decided that if we’re going to be trapped inside for three months (?), he wants to clean out all of his crap. We’ll see how that goes!
“Today I dutifully divide what might have been, from what is probable now.” I love that line!
Much to think about here. And now we seem to have lots of time in the coming weeks to go through things…
This looks fabulous! I’m so glad my tutorial was helpful. 🙂
I love this post and your thoughts. That recipe card with the corner affixed with a straight pin (and not tape?) sort of says it all. It’s sort of sad that no one in her family wanted those recipe cards. I think it’s very empowering to be in charge of our own stuff… the keeping and caring of it… and the letting it go when it’s time. Your sewing studio is amazing and I am SO impressed with your design wall. You really thought of everything! You are using the space to its fullest. I like how the fleece overlay mutes the grid.
So good to know Kaufman makes gridded flannel–there’s a new design wall in my future, though about a year away, so I will be on the lookout! Your studio is lovely!
I enjoyed reading about all of your organization and hard work!
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The design wall looks enviable! And do-able.
Wish you could ‘translate’ the Spaghetti sauce card, though. Her children lost out in not knowing – but you have blessed her memory.