On the wall for a while longer.
And now, not. Ready to stitch/quilt the edge. On the Big Round Table, in the room that was named for the Big Round Table. This cloth would make an awesome table covering. But it is a blanket. What if it could be both?
Anyway, it begins.
Another way it might happen.
The other side of Holding Pattern. Coated with mostly plant dyed silk.
The pattern emerged because I quilted the darker squares with darker thread. Something I call coloring book quilting, where the thread color is chosen in sympathy with the patchwork colors on design side. It has a double effect. It helps the design remain clean on one side and also brings it through to the other side.
I had to load smaller picture files today. I am just having so much trouble here. I think my path forward has been chosen for me.
I'm going to take this off the wall now. Probably not going to put it back up. It's about to be the blanket I imagined it to be.
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Big wind here today. Drying some cloth that emerged from the dyepo(e)t. As Mom used to say...
"Think I'll go outside and let the wind blow the stink off me."
Have a good weekend.
23. 23 degrees.
First glance out the window and my thought was, it's true, the aliens have landed. Or maybe they are leaving. In any case these are strange days.
I missed yesterday's train . Of thought.
I added a layer of drawing over Holding Pattern. I talked to myself.
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I did more drawing. Thoughts for quilting/securing the space around the pattern. Which is a kind of basket. Self.
The question, not so much about pattern but the visibility. Darker thread? Or lighter thread? And will visibility disturb the space? Maybe just walking stitch or ? a more textured thing? I will talk to myself again.
Holding Pattern. All quilted except for the border.
In looking at it on the wall, I realize the edge is a bigger part of the whole than I had a sense of. This is something worth considering. How we perceive edge. And then...will I complete this gift by year's end? Maybe it doesn't matter.
84" square-ish. Big.
The stitching is intense. Rows, close together. Rippling. Feels good. A little video over on Instagram because, honestly. it's easier. I seem to need a bit of easier lately.
I rescued a little roof moss that fell to the deck. I made a tiny terrarium. To hold green.
We've been maneuvering through big wind , power glitches and tornado watches. Now just cold. And then of course, the virus has returned to the area in a big way.
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung
