Madness

I'm afflicted with a madness I can't control. I don't know what's come over me. A while back I painted a piece of fabric with the intent of using it for a specific project. It didn't work out. I kept it on my design wall because I was certain it would work for my next piece. No, not even close.


The fabric collected dust on my wall for about six months. I even covered it up with new things I'd painted. But now, it is suddenly front and center. One night I dreamt about this fabric so vividly that I remembered it when I awoke: this fabric wanted to be the main attraction of a piece of art.

Well, I've got lots to do, lots of looming deadlines, and I can't get this fabric out of my head.... so, I've started to quilt it. Lots and lots of lines in pink, red and black, with metallic gold to come. Very tedious and time consuming; should be dull and boring, but I'm actually enjoying this. I can't seem to move on to anything else (including my "must do" pieces) until I get through this thing. I don't know if it will be worth it, but I'm driven to work on this. Has this ever happened to you?


P.S. I'm not so involved in this that I haven't noticed the wonderful turn in the weather. In my attic studio, I've been joined by many little spotted friends who've been taking rides on the fabric while I quilt. HA!