Going large

I’ve wanted to make a queen bed-size covering for a while now. Watching Jude as she hunkers down … seeing Hazel tangled up in blue … always being amazed by Judy Martin and her daughter April … reading story in Grace’s big cloth … loving Dee’s cloth collaging … taking heart in Saskia’s exploration of larger cloths … and so many others besides. Kindred Spirits all.

Never one to follow the usual paths, I plan to not-plan. At least not too much. For now I have gathered cloth …

Much of it clothing, long-loved, none more than this …

India print cotton torn from a dress I got in high school … that I wore when Don and I were dating … that has traveled with us to every home we have ever lived in.

I wondered how Don would feel about me tearing it up.

“To sleep under?” The tenderness in his voice was all the answer I needed.

So now I am beginning, mixing one strand of Deb’s thread with one strand of DMC, lest I run out too quickly …

Stitching big and bold … planning to collage an entire king-size flannel sheet with pieces of me … a work in progress, yet to be named.

18 thoughts on “Going large

  1. To sleep under a bit of your early her/his-story, to dream of how it began, how it has gone, how it continues… love stitched into your queen sized bed cloth; to know how romance sparks in small and large ways among those of us with long term marriages. How love is ever present, in so many ways…

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  2. a bold step, tearing up that dress., all in a good cause……your husband sounds like a wonderful partner

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