So last week I mentioned that I found two rather old works-in-progress and committed to moving them along in order to start something new with less guilt.
I did manage to finish those tops…a scrappy one… I’d been worried that my smaller piecing style of late might not blend very well with the older chunkier work, but it seems to work fine. [New part in foreground.]
Also I discovered that I miss working primarily with prints. There’ll need to be more of this regularly, if only to cope with my enormous stash.
…and then I tackled a log cabin ditty of my town that just lacked the two river boundaries on the south and east sides.
You can see that it started out hand pieced but I got impatient and converted to machine. The wonkier houses look great in the neighborhood, though. So we’re going to say I meant to do it all along.
And here’s the rivers upside down in stained glass mood lighting.
These are both about to be sent off to (different) longarmers, folks who are partners in my process. I may end up adding hand quilting to the scrappy one, but what’s important is that they’ll be pushed forward to completion. Whew.
And so I sat a minute to consider what I ought to work on next. The new ideas are overwhelming, but there are still piles of old works waiting. [More pineapples, anyone?] That sounds safe and liable to erase ever more guilt.
Have a great week, friends!