So, I think it was in September, when a friend asked me if I would redesign an old quilt of hers. The only part she really liked, she told me, was the waves.She dropped the quilt off in October thinking it would be a Christmas gift to herself.
It’s been sitting on top of Freida’s crate in my studio since then.
So why the procrastination? I think I was afraid to cut it apart. I was afraid to ruin it. Of course, it was already ruined, her dog took care of that, which is why she gave it to me. There were tears and holes in it and much of the fabric was worn and my friend said there were always too many lighthouses in it anyway.
It’s so much easier to make something for myself and hope someone likes it enough to buy it than to make something for someone else. And this had even more pressure, because I was destroying something that didn’t belong to me.
So today, after 6 months, I laid out the quilt, stitched the sketch for the center piece then got my scissors and gave myself a pep talk. “You can do it Maria” I said out loud, “You have to start somewhere.” ” Just cut the waves off.” “One thing at a time.”
I didn’t panic, but it took me most of the day to figure this one out. Those waves were everywhere before they found their way back to the outside of the quilt where they originally came from. I kept a couple of sail boats and some clouds, but the rest came out of the boxes in my studio.
I used my seam ripper to cut the waves and sailboats away from their backing. I may stitch a seashell onto one of the solid yellow squares, but no matter what else I do, I have every intention of having this quilt done by the end of the week.