Last night I succumbed to the siren call behind my closed studio door. Computer time has nibbled a good portion of my creative time lately so it was quite soothing to once again man my sewing machine to produce some fun quilt blocks.
Truth be told, I have soooooooo much 'stuff' crammed floor to ceiling in my small studio space, that the walls are closing in on me. Floor space is at a premium as usual and one area I'd like to eliminate this year is the accumulation of six large cardboard apple boxes stuffed with cotton fabric scraps currently stacked under my ironing station. Each box stores its own predominant color family of said scraps, which are a compilation of other sewers cast offs, trades, garage sale finds and my own project left overs.
So I'm on a mission! - one that isn't Impossible but will take some dedication to succeed. While having fun creating fabric from my scrap boxes, (this time it was the purples), I am feeling renewed energy and purpose along with the hum of my faithful Bernina.
My purpose is not in creating a final product at this point. I'm more interested in creating the basic fabric shapes from all my scraps and will worry about the end use later. Remembering floor space is my mission, I'm sure I will succeed, but for how long before it is replaced with other supplies??? Who's to say or care. I live with purpose. : )