The Magic Closet up in the Magic Attic. Sorted by color. There are two more columns of stacks to the right. And more on the floor. I sorted "theme" fabrics into storage containers. Japanese, batik, novelty, Depression Era etc. So, to find a color of fabric I have the shelves first and then into each box to see if anything there suits the project. I did the boxes because the stacks were as deep as they could be. No more room.
And this after donating an entire sedan car trunk full to the Maine Linus project. At times, I am up there searching and in the very back of my mind, I know it was donated to them and I will not be able to find it. Mostly juvenile. Not the best decision at the time but I was overwhelmed by the amount of fabric.
It's in the single digits today. Very cold and even the Sun is struggling. A storm is coming. I just checked the freezer for things that I can make if we get snowed in. I always check to see what I might need. Winter still has another 6 to 8 weeks and here in Maine, the end of Winter is always worse than the beginning.
I am resting my eyes today. They are getting dry and sticky and I am needing to add drops to lubricate them. And it didn't help doing all that tiny snipping to release the Goodwill fabric from the elastic gathering. Now to wash it and see how that goes. I never know how fabric from India will hold the dyes. The fabric is already deadened. Not brightly colored. So I won't have to soak it in the sumac pot.
I am picturing my next project in my mind. Long strips of various fabric rectangles with wide sashing between rows. Nothing straight but slightly wonky. A six or 8 inch wide strip cut from fabric and then into rectangles and then randomly sewn back into strips. I have the squares fabrics on the worktable but need to wait before continuing. I am learning to wait for the fabric to decide what it wants. Like Grace's baskets of fabric--the pieces work their way to the top in their own good Time.
I think I know which fabric wants to play-- I can see it in my mind. Not to find it.
At the quilt shop back in the Fall--I purchased a fat quarter pack of golden tan fabrics. Not what I would ever have chosen but my hand went to them and I stopped questioning. I will find out why. When it's Time.
Our minds are like computers and sometimes we just need to do a complete re-boot and sort through the available files.
Oh, I'm happy when you show fabric, what a lovely stash! I'm trying not to add to my stash and it's finally receding. I'm pretty much at the end of my quilt making days, I may do some for Project Linus to finish up the fabric.
ReplyDeleteSure hope this approaching storm isn't too bad, I don't care for the words sleet and freezing rain that gets tacked on to every storm this winter! ugh