I woke up at 5am thinking of the next quilt I’d be making for Linda. My mind sizzled and hummed as I drifted in and out of sleep.
But still I went to my studio without an idea.
Which is fine. I knew where to begin. I’d search my studio selves for the fabric that presented itself to me. I’ve learned to trust this process.
But it wasn’t as easy as I’d thought it would be.
The whole day I went back and forth between ideas. My day was broken up things with things that needed to be done outside my studio. All of them were good and I wanted to do them. It fractured my day, but since I wasn’t getting anywhere inside my studio, I thought the breaks might be good.
And they were.
While I was away, the ideas came and settled. First one then another. But each time I was back in my studio, I couldn’t make the ideas that I saw so clearly in my mind into reality.
Finally as my windows filled with moonless black, I found a way into the quilt.
The green triangle scraps came in a plastic baggie from Karen. I paired them with blue and red flowered print that is filled with the colors that Linda asked for.
At first I thought the blue print would float in the green. But when I realized it was the other way around, I knew I had finally begun actually making the quilt.
It’s just the beginning, but it feels really good to be here.