The loose patches have been appliquéd …
call them what you will …
The upper half of this setting sun will have to wait on a little more blue sky.
To be continued …
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I'm Going to Texas (version 2.0)
"The road goes on forever and the party never ends …" Robert Earl Keen
I'm Going to Texas (version 2.0) 
Those patch colors against the vivid blue are marvelous Liz. I love how some are stitched in place, forming a weave while others are scattered randomly… so in sync with life these days. Some days follow whatever plan we have for them, coming together by our own thoughts and desires; other days seem to arise with detours, off the path that was planned or something beckons us to move outside of our schedule and those days are the ones that speak of mystery and promise…
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And then there are words that move us in a completely unexpected direction … and here I am thinking of your words about windblown patches of cloth
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Funny thing about those windblown patches of cloth, I tried to find some but they had really blown away due to some strong winds here the last several days. I even went behind our house, sandy trail that runs parallel to the highway but not a trace of cloth or thread to be found…SO
I took down a wall hanging that I had in my bathroom; it had faded considerably as is the case, at times, with naturally dyed cloth and knowingly using fugitive colors. This cloth was made over 7 yrs ago, my usual random patches of cloth pieced into a form of landscape but the colors were experiments with goldenrod, Spanish broom, desert willow blossoms, geranium petals etc. so that the colors were yellow, pinks, purples, shades of blue from calcium carbonate on desert willow blossoms and even a few blueberries…not my usual palette of browns, sienna, assorted shades of green and rusty bits…over the years, I would keep stitching patches on this cloth. When I took this cloth apart, I was so surprised to find many pieces underneath that held their markings and shapes to those filled my empty muslin bag…the other faded pieces are in another bag, waiting for the urge to plunk into a dye pot…sort of brings me back to my comment regarding mystery and promise that comes when things don’t go as expected on a regular day!
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What a great addendum … now I’m thinking about a dye sampler that I kept on the arm of my stitching chair … it got terribly faded, but if I took it apart I could certainly use the backs. Can’t believe that hasn’t occurred to me before now.
Thank you Marti!
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(((Liz))) gosh that works, the colours bounce with the sense of scattering and settling!
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It was such fun to stitch it down … and I’m loving the latest on your River of Moons …
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Confetti! The colors really look great together 🙂
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good thing … it’s my go-to wardrobe choice (denim jeans and a rust/coral/orange top)
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LA – glad you gave the cascading or scatter approach a go – looks grand. B
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thanks B … and like dominoes, the choice has triggered a new idea
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All this….the actual stitching and choices, the comments, All of it. So VERY GOOD.
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the comments … they’re everything
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Fabulous!!!
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(((Fiona)))
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Love the shades of red, love how the squares scatter.
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I dared to try capturing random-ness
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always worth it!
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it’s fun moving across the spectrum of possiblity
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LOVELY! Those patches immediately call to mind a sunrise—a sunset—a metaphor for beautiful days.
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and now I’m rethinking the moons that have yet to appear
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really love how you’ve personalized red and blue cloth magic. it’s imbued with jude’s influence but entirely Liz.
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Thank you Acey … I couldn’t wish for anything more
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“Capturing randomness”… I too love the scattering. It’s almost meta? A quilt about a quilt?
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stories within stories … yes
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