The only thing better than quilting in a group is creating TWO blog posts about it. Now, decide if I’m being sarcastic or not. You’ve read part one, so now it’s time for part two: the story of my Quilt Square.
In the very beginning, this assignment seemed SO simple. Draw a picture that describes the story of your hero’s path to fame (or destruction…), sew it onto fabric, hand it in, and there you go. If only it was that easy!
First, I made a draft of my quilt square. Now, believe me when I say this is a draft, it looks like a bad kindergarten art project. I’m not an artist on any level, sorry.
The eyes look like crazy moons, there’s millions of issues with the colouring and WHAT is the hero wearing?!! I’m actually ashamed to say this picture took me more than an hour to make. Yeah, so not an artist.
Once we were done our first draft, we make a second. And a third. Possibly a fourth. We basically created drafts until we were confident in handing one in. If you were ever so lucky to be approved by Willemse, you could print it off and be ahead in the sewing process.
Just when I thought I was done, Mrs. Willemse suggested for me to move the two characters closer together…
Finally I came to my final draft.
When we were done making our images, it was time to sew. Sewing was quite easy, and at somepoint, it was fun. Here is a video of me sewing. I added sequins (too hard to resist), and a white border around the hero. The sequins do make the hero look funny at first glance, but the whole idea of the white border and the sequins was to show how he stood out as a heroic person and he was against all darkness and evil. Here is a picture of the detailing.
And last but not least, my final draft!
Now, this whole quilt square is related to something, it’s not out of the blue. Here’s the story behind it.
After thoroughly planning for days, Mark is ready to attack the Dictator. He has learned where every entrance, exit and guard is located, thanks to information given by a group of civilians. He gives himself a quick pep talk, and tells himself it’s a do or die situation, he must kill the Dictator. The Dictator is startled when he hears faint steps in the hallway at such a late hour. He carefully follows the footsteps to the roof, and is enraged to see Mark Smith, the so called “hero” that saved the young boy and his father. The thought of that event made him sick, the boy broke the rules and Mark saved him! Mark turned around to see The Dictator’s nose inches from his. He quickly swung a punch and bolted away for a moment to collect himself before the big fight. Finally, Mark took one last look at the city, he thought one more time about the look on that young boy’s face, and then he ran. Throwing a kick, he took out The Dictator. He continued to fight with all his effort and strength. It wasn’t an easy fight, he came close to death a few times, but finally, he won and The Dictator was dead. He felt rushes of adrenaline and every pulse in his body racing, he had done it, Mark had defeated him! He left the mansion, avoiding every guard and booby-trap, and raced away on his bike. Thoughts flew through his mind, should he tell everyone, or should it remain a secret? They’d find out eventually, but some may be angered if the only leader they had ever known was killed. Security would be lost, but then again, it would also be gained. Mark had a choice to make. Would he become king, or would he stay anonymous?
Check out part 1, 2, and 4 at the links below!