I don't believe in New Year's resolutions. I find other times of the year to be better for resolving to be thinner, tidier, nicer, etc. Now, however, it looks like spring is here again and, spurred on by a need for room in the garage, we've been cleaning and purging the house. It is amazing the space ten years of bank statements take up. In the spirit of it all, I've been sorting through accumulated fabrics and projects hoping that they will tell me whether they should be sent to a new home or need some attention here. Alas, they've been pretty silent about the matter.
This quilt is made from fabrics that found a new home with me. I found them at fabric giveaways or as discards at our local art supply recyclers. They started as white, off-white, ecru, beige, etc. and were pretty unlovable. I over-dyed them and put them together, although it was a challenge due to varying textures and fabric content. Overall, I think the quilt is successful enough and I think if it could talk (too weird?) it would be glad for its parts to have found a second home with me.
