Sometimes after I spend hours upon hours making a piece of patchwork, I just have to stare at it for a while. Not because I don’t know what I am going to do with it but for the simple fact that it took soooooooo long to make and now I am going to simply just CUT IT UP into something else. I like to, savor the moment…if you will.
I had a conversation with my mother the other day who also sews but not with my passion.
Mom “So you cut up fabric to make another piece of fabric, then you cut THAT fabric up to make the clothing?? I don’t know Dani, that sounds like a lot of extra work to me!”
Me “um, well, yea pretty much.”
Last week despite Murphy’s Law fucking shit up mid way through, I managed to make about 5+ yards of patchwork…mostly from scraps of fabric I’ve been hoarding. This makes me extremely happy because it would have been fabric that most people toss out…oh no, not me!The end result was this…