The Blob: A Studio Horror Story
So yesterday, I was stitching away like mad on my Bernina, back and forth, preparing a large piece of fabric for some shibori patterning. All of the sudden, Bernie (that is what I call her) slows to a halt. I can’t seem to rotate the flywheel at all to take a stitch. I wonder what gives. This is not like Bernie to stop working all of the sudden.
Then I realize that while I was stitching like mad, the spool of thread I had been using to wind bobbins must have caught the wheel. All that thread was winding onto and jamming up the machine. In both directions I might add, not in just one. How much thread, you ask? This much thread:
It was a tedious 2+hours trying to remove it all. See the skinny scissors? There is a hand felting needle right next to it. Those were the only 2 instruments I could find to slip between the machine and the flywheel to get at the thread. There is still a few strands left, but Bernie is moving freely again.
Argh.
It does make you feel better, doesn’t it?
THROUGH THE YEARS, I HAVE FOUND THAT IN SITUATIONS LIKE THIS, SWEARING HELPS.
No wonder you hated it. A bad teacher sure can ruin a good thing…and a good one can make a bad subject more than tolerable.
what a horror story indeed. reminds me of when I first took sewing in 8th grade I forgot to check the stitch regulator to set in on the right size stitch I had to sew flat feld seams (double seams for each seam the teacher told me what I did wrong and made me use a (PIN) to take out all the seams. it took me the entire sept to june semester to accomplish this and then she passed me on a D making sure that I would not continue taking sewing (no problem there) I hated sewing