Tuesday, June 13, 2006
There's not an area of my house that doesn't have something quilt related in it. I was wondering if it's because I can now do that. I had always kept my stuff confined to one or two extra bedrooms but now it's spread all over. How much is too much?
I had the bookshelves almost full, and then it occurred to me that I didn't like it at all. So I started taking all the books down and got this far last night. The quilts aren't folded right - and actually there are too many of them there. I was going for bursts of color, but this isn't working. Back to the drawing board! LOL!
This got me thinking of the colors I use in quilts. At first I only wanted to make things that matched my decor. Then I moved to experimenting with different colors, trying for bold contrasts. All fun, for sure, but it's hard to find quilts that actually match the house. Most of the quilts I've made have been to learn a technique or to use up a color combination that I put together. I seem to less like making quilts for others -- that didn't sound right. What I mean is if Miss X tells me she wants a quilt with ABC colors, I don't enjoy making that one as much as the ones for which I choose the colors. It's probably the creativity and stimulation of those choices that attract me to them, the experimentation. I don't know. Perhaps it's time to focus on "my" colors more, now that I've conquered most of the technique demons. Ha!
Ramblings today. I'm just procrastinating about getting my day started. Seem to be doing that more and more these days. It's definitely time for a vacation!
I want to wish safe travels to all of my quilting friends who are heading to RiM (Retreat in the Middle) this week. Missouri will probably never be the same when those hooligans are done with her! Wish I could be there with them!
~ That first sip of coffee in the a.m.
~ The peaceful silence when the dishwasher finally finishes
~ The dance of the sprinklers first thing in the morning
~ Daisy's new way to give me hugs
~ The acres of roses at the nursery I see every night coming home