I’m working very fast combining pieces together from the little pile of scraps on my sewing work table, just moving on flashes of intuition, just sewing without thinking and without pattern.
Having completed one quilt from my ‘scraps’ already in a similarly improvisational manner, I am now sewing together the scraps of the scraps. It will be the ‘center’ of my next quilt. I love witnessing an order and character emerging from these scraps being pieced together, knowing it will inform in some way the structure of how this next quilt will develop. I suspend all doubt and trust that the two pieces I am sewing together in any moment are exactly what is supposed to be, because I have no idea what the final composition will ‘suggest’ once it is put up on the design wall. I realize this process is exactly the same as what happens in the kitchen as I gather ingredients that are right there in that moment. It is that cathartic and peaceful quality of allowing myself to be ‘led’ to something I can’t possibly see right now..,..
Still working with a mandala theme, the making of ‘center’ and of organizing around a ‘center’ continues to captivate me. It has been very simple so far. Every quilt made in this awareness literally starts with me marking the center from some intuitive gesture. Building out from that place then becomes a process of opening to all the possibilities while at the same time trusting that what comes to me as a gesture is exactly what I am supposed to try. I put my new ‘center’ up on the wall and begin to work with it….
It is so much fun. Time flies by. I am nourished by the suspension of control in making something and the satisfaction of making something unexpected. And I am reflecting on this process of using ‘scraps of scraps’, realizing that this follows the curve of the spiral of sustainability, that the very act of using and re-using and re-combining in new ways is exactly what brings us back the essence of something. Interesting to consider now just how long it will actually take me to use all the scraps of all my scraps of my scraps of my scraps moving forward, where this commitment engages with the rest of my fabric ‘stash’, and where I feel the pull to purchase or make something new to complete an impulse or vision. And how interesting to consider the meaning of making mandala in this context of sustainability, to be informed by and fueled by the desire to experience the very center of that which nourishes us….