Sometimes I get so close to a piece I’m working on I can’t see it clearly. Then, suddenly, I step back and see it as if for the first time.
That’s what happened this morning after I sewed the last panel onto my “How To Keep Your Husband” quilt and hung it on my wall.
I was a bit stunned by it. It has a strength and presence that I wasn’t aware of as I was working on it.
At times, it seemed almost insubstantial, pale in its makeup. Yet it’s really quite impressive, quietly demanding. Luring, even me, in to take a closer look.
She’s not what she seems at first glance.
I keep thinking that my Bellydancing has something to do with it, that awakened power within me that came with the dance. I don’t know that this quilt would have felt the same without it.