I discovered a big plastic box of blue/green/gold scraps from past quilt projects on a shelf in my studio closet, up there between boxes of Australian seashells (c. 1980) and a leather box full of condolence notes from when my parents died. What to do? I could donate the scraps to the quilt guild's Children's Quilt Project, or, what the hell, make a scrap quilt. Just play around and see what happens.
As of this morning, I have this:
I started with the left side, no pressure, no goal. I got into "flow." I cut and pieced quickly. Hey, this is fun! Then my brain woke up, assessed the situation, and bossed me into making it bigger. So I made the right side, which felt like a job, not fun, and I'm tired of wrestling with it. At this point, I'd bag the entire project, except that it's still a weird size (47" x 21"), and I have more scraps to use up.
I'm tempted start a new top with the remaining scraps and then sew the whole thing together. The result may look unrelated and haphazard, but I will have used up the scraps. If that's the goal. With any luck, my bossy brain will take a nap and I can have fun. Otherwise, it's back in the plastic box and up on the shelf with seashells and the condolence notes. I mean it.
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