I don't know if this ever happens to you but sometimes it just seems too good to be true. The quilt almost pieced itself. I was on such a roll I did not even stop to move the purses hanging on my design board. This was fun--the way it is supposed to be. Not bad huh?
I take some time away from the quilt. Get out my fabrics. And start to play. I want a hint of light to counteract the dark purples. Enough purple. Isn't the quilt intense enough as it is. I pull out a few fabrics--not the ones I thought I would use but maybe they would work. Let me try.
Hard to tell from just one block isn't? Yeap--time to drink some coffee. Finish a few other projects in the studio. Should I clean for a while? Then I make another block. Still can't tell, can you?
I mean it is definitely not bad. But is it the answer? Well, sometimes the only way out is through. So I summon the courage and start piecing. Trying to remember to add light and blue to the quilt. Enough purples to make it fit in. Just a bit of the unexpected. And yes I still don't move the purses. In fact I am sufficiently focused I don't notice them until I snap the image. Not bad, huh.
And now to sew it together. Yes, it will look different. More polished. More controlled. But I want it in my booth for the Paradise City Arts Festival this October12-14. And I do want to study it some more--see what it is I can learn from this quilt? Where it will lead me next?
Does this ever happen to you? What do you think?