months ago, i started a sketch for a wallhanging quilt. it's for a show i want to try this year - gave me inspiration and that's part of the idea of the show. a few weeks ago, i set out to actually start the piecing process. i had all the fabrics gathered and it was time.
you can see the start...it was a great start... i completed several sections and was loving the expanse. the flow of fabrics. the variety of prints.
until the size was updated. smaller.
(insert freak out here)
well.... some ideas were tossed around and my parents came to my rescue. they helped print out my design on a large format, and i was able to make an exact template instead of free-handing it to make sure i fit it *just* right.
oh look... some of those same section. MUCH smaller. (and i realized much later that i reversed that top piece, throwing off a bit of my design. sigh)
i spent the entire weekend standing over my dining room table, taken over by a massive pile of fabric and my cutting mats. i got in my daily steps going to my studio and back, and repeat. my back and shoulders sore. but oh so worth it!
i am so in love with this quilt.
