1. First ever quilt. This teeny thing (i.e. too small to be of any use at all) was made in 2001, back when the only teach-yourself-to-quilt resources were depressingly old-fashioned books from the library. On the plus side, the piecing is pretty good (those logs finish at 3/4") and it's hand quilted. On the negative side, the polyester batting makes me want to cry. The kids love it though (in a that-was-the-first-blanket-you-made-me kind of way), so it can't be all bad.
2. First applique quilt, 2002. God help me. This is the only photo I have - the actual quilt went to charity a long time ago. Again with the super puffy polyester batting. One positive thing - this was the first quilt I made to my own design (even if that design turned out to be, ahem, less than what I had envisaged).
3. Ugliest quilt in the world, 2002 - never (no longer in my possession). OhmygodIcan'teven. Thinking about it, this might be where my dislike of scrappy comes from. I didn't take a photo of it before I chucked it, which is kind of a shame but believe me you should be grateful. It was a crazy patchwork nightmare made in all sorts of alarming pastels (left over from the applique quilt above). The one thing it had going for it was that I didn't use polyester batting. Unfortunately I used a nasty blanket instead. Sigh.
4. 2003 - 2005: an assortment of forgotten things.
5. The first quilt I was actually quite pleased with, 2006 (just don't look too closely at the badly matched seams). A strippy snowball with actual cotton batting. It's sized for a toddler bed, but never really got used because said toddler went straight into a big-boy bed. Pity.
It's hard to see how making these quilts has led me to where I am now, aesthetically. I no longer (except occasionally) make quilts for beds. I make them for walls, for display. Sometimes one will happen to be big enough that it gets a bit of couch use (like the scrappy tripalong, and Sunrise), but that is definitely the exception not the rule. I think my early quilts helped me to overcome my fear of "getting it wrong" - after all, quilting is just cutting bits of fabric up and sewing them back together. I rarely follow a pattern now (unless I'm making a monster). These quilts gave me a knowledge of boring but essential stuff like construction and quilt maths, with the added bonus of fulfilling their traditional purpose - keeping people warm.
Now I've moved on to less traditional purposes. I like it here.