But, alas, on Fridays I am just exhausted, so I had to content myself with reading the book (yes, I read the whole thing) and going to bed with visions of strips dancing in my head. I was really taken with her quilt, "Strata," and took a few moments to analyze what I liked best about it so I could create something with that feel in my own manner.
So this morning, after I fed the darling husband and myself, I divorced myself from the rest of the family and boogied downstairs to commune with the scraps. I got down the two boxes of strips that I had been saving (cleverly labeled "cools" and warms") and ran my fingers through them feeling like Midas with his coins. Then I got out the laundry basket of scraps and the box stashed under it. Then I excitedly got out the box of orphan blocks and discovered the finished pieced baby quilt top and another bag of blocks. Then I sat down on the floor, feeling totally overwhelmed with all this stuff. How was I ever going to sort through all this stuff?
Okay -- maybe I should just forget this for a while and go to the grocery store. But then I remembered what Rayna's friend said, "When all else fails, sew strips." So I pushed the box of orphan blocks, the overflowing laundry basket, and the boxes of "warms" and miscellaneous scraps away from me and picked up the box of "cools" and set it next to the ironing board. I realized that what I liked best about "Strata" were the cool greys, blues, and greens and the soft golds punctuated with the bits of reds and purples. The reds and purples are arranged in such a way that they look like structures in an Asian landscape. Very appealing.
This is where it stands. I'm going to the grocery store now, but I think when I get back, I'm going to get into my stash and pull out the soft golds and greys and start sewing together strips of those.
Sorry about the verbosity of this post, I usually try to save that for my own personal blog, but there will be only one post from me today and this is it.