I make quilts. Yesterday a friend asked me about my quilting. It wasn’t the regular “how long did that take” question. He asked to see what I was currently working on. Then he asked, “who’s it for?”
“Ummmm….No one in particular.”
Is that weird? Making quilts which don’t have a designated home? To create just for the fun of creating?
I’ve recently been thinking about the size of my fabric stash, the list of unfinished objects, people I haven’t given a quilt, and time. And, for all but the last item, I’ve been thinking why… Why so much fabric, why the long list of projects, why not gift more quilts. Why and what to do about these questions.
Until I come to resolution to those questions, I’m focusing on finishing a “Weight of Love” quilt which I started in a Libs Elliot QuiltCon 2016 workshop. The workshop was called “For the Love of Y-Seams”. How very appropriate.
And I’m going to give it to my dad.