I was working on the second quilt for Ellen today. It wasn’t going easy.
I spent the morning mostly looking at the piece of quilt I started the last week. I pulled so many pieces of fabric off my shelves and tried to make them work, I soon had fabric all over my floor.
Gus, who has a brand new bed in my studio, decided he wanted to sleep on one of the piles of fabric instead of his new bed. I was tossing so much fabric around, at one point I buried him in it.
After getting nowhere for a few hours, I took a walk with Fate. Normally I’d take all the dogs into the woods, but it’s still hunting season and I don’t walk in the woods when there are hunters around.
The walk cleared my head enough, so when I got back to my studio, I at least had an idea of what to do next.
I don’t mind struggling with a quilt. Sometimes that’s the way it goes. But I never want the quilt to look like I had a hard time making it. I don’t want that part of the process to be evident in the finished piece.
I couldn’t get a good picture of the quilt. I wasn’t taking pictures as I was making it as I sometimes do. I was too caught up in trying to make it. By the time I thought to take a photo, it was dark and it’s hard to get a good picture, with the light in my studio, when it’s dark out.
So I’ll post a photo of it in the morning. And hopefully, some magic will occur overnight and tomorrow, I’ll know just what to do next.