I’m having a hard time thinking about anything but the fabrics for this quilt. It’s good to be in the zone, but I have so much other stuff I need to get done, like mailing my very late birthday present to my nephew and finishing the Christmas UK stuff so I can actually get it out of this country (is there still a mail strike going on? I don’t even know.).
But no. I’m obsessively picking fabrics in between soccer games. In fact, I need to leave in 10 minutes for the next one and I found a good stopping place, but I don’t know when I’ll get to do this again. I have so much WORK to do for next week too. Sigh.
Kitten won’t get out of the way.

But here’s what the fabric pile looked like last night. I think I’ve added 5 more fabrics today…maybe more.

I do try to reuse fabrics throughout the quilt for continuity, but some fabrics just show up once. Lots of brown, at the moment. I have a yellow/orange crisis coming up soon, and then there will be a green brain drain that will take a lot of time until it’s solved, and then it will go very quickly. There’s a wine glass that my brain is working over right now. See-through stuff is always an issue. How to portray it? Make it real? Ignore the glass? Fun stuff.
Here’s the current pile to be cut out…

It’s mostly flesh colors on top, because I had to pull them out of the bottom. I forgot to cut out one leg piece when I cut out all the flesh bits, and I didn’t know what color it should be without all the other pattern pieces in front of me. No, I don’t color a mockup. I don’t color it on the computer. It’s all in my head. This can be a problem, but in general, it works for me. I remember one of my art teachers telling me that wouldn’t last. I guess if I have Alzheimer’s, I won’t remember any of it, so it will be fine. Maybe when I am older and more forgetful (and I’m awfully forgetful now), I will have to color things. I used to have to color a mockup for screenprints, but that was different construction. I’m glad I don’t have to do that any more.
Girlchild played soccer this morning. They won, finally. She assisted on two of the three goals and made one goal. Good game for her. This is her in the middle of some fancy soccer move, which has a name, which I can’t remember.

I suck at this soccer mom stuff. It was a good game for her, though, and we’d just had this conversation about DECIDING to play well and then DOING it. Not letting referees and coaches and other players getting in the way of pushing her off her game. Being consistent. She says she doesn’t know why she plays badly some days and really well on others. We talked about being sick affecting her game, but that other things should be pushed off during games, that she could lose herself in the game and all that other stuff can just roll off her back. I don’t know if it really worked, but she played well.
Ah. Google rocks. It was a Maradona move. And she did it three times, two times successfully. This was the end of one of them. The other team gave her shit for being a show-off, when she was just trying them on in a game, instead of just in practice.
Off to the next game.
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