september light. with the hot heavy air of august. my house is a mess. dirty even. and my head is constantly re-working squares in the studio. thread and fabric. lint and scraps. a life. my life. and now i'm toying with new ways to build the quilts. more efficient. and i think with a better result. constant tweaking. the ideas, like the pop of ice in a glass when water pours over it. i know they're coming but i don't know how many, how strong. i have to choose which ones to pursue. last night i was in bed doing math. my version of math. figuring out squares in my quilts.
there are new directions in the little white house. updates will come soon....
It sounds like you have your priorities straight, first the passion and the housecleaning can certainly wait.
ReplyDeletelike the pop of ice in a glass when water - I love this :)
ReplyDeleteI think that's where all artists get their ideas Anette.. is when they are going to sleep. We ponder on what we would like to do and how we can make it work.
ReplyDeletewishing you happy sewing with your new ideas.
My house today is pretty much the same.
wishing you a good weekend
val xxx
It's during the sleep the ideas hunt each other... I have experienced that as well... thinking I now found the solution... and then in the morning... all gone... I love your words and thoughts a lot! Christa
ReplyDeleteApplied mathematics--I like it! You've got me wondering what's going on in the little white house...
ReplyDeleteHAH! I can just see you in bed with a pencil and paper in hand figuring out quilt squares. You are one dedicated lady! :)
ReplyDeleteHave a great weekend.
Your chrming escription is already suggesting your new idea will be successful.
ReplyDeleteHave a nice weekend!