He doesn't quilt but he can piece. He's picky also like a perfectionist. he supports me in everything I do. He only steps in if it looks like any kind of an expensive venture. Sometimes he will get upset about something then go seam rip through an old pair of jeans. He'll say "I need to tear into something." So I'll give him a pear of jeans or whatever. He has used the machine to mend an old grunge shirt that isn't ready for the scrap basket. If he's at Walmart, he'll stop by the fabric area and look through the remnant bin and maybe bring something home.