As the day went on yesterday, I felt itchier and itchier. Something tipped me into the world of allergic response but who knows what? I got through it and toodled home and partook of benadryl. As I sat at the computer doing some pretty mindless stuff, I suddenly had a thought about my next quilt.
One of those “what if I” sort of moments. The path seemed clearer to me than it has. (process posting promise people please take note that this is for you!) My quilts often start with a visual sense of what the quilt will look like. Not in great detail but something about what it will be about, followed by a some calculations, some figuring, maybe a bit of sketching, maybe a bit of trial stitching. There’s not a lot of trying and discarding. There’s lot of thinking about.
So what came into my head last night in this nodding-off-from-benadryl-moment was a piecing scheme. Where previously I might have been thinking raw edge, I have it in my head to do piecing. Because I can. Because I can see how to do it and it’s a reasonable approach for the size I have in mind.
So hopefully tonight I’m going to try out some of that and see how it goes.
Only problem – involves a lot of ironing. And did I mention the heat wave?
If it’s possible to be hotter, I’m not sure how – oh wait – maybe iron while being this hot, LOL.
Moving the AC to the sewing room suddenly seems like a good plan.
