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Purple and Calm

I made this stitch practice piece to try an experiment with seam ribbon as binding, which mostly worked except at the corners, which were awkward. The back is a mess so I won't show you that.

Another practice piece, testing how to layer fabric strips in a variation of quilt-as-you-go rather than piecing them together in traditional fashion. This came out a little better and taught me a lot.

The only color I want to work with right now is purple, which is my mother's favorite color. While Mom was never a comforting person, I was always able to gain some strength from her presence in my life. Sometimes it was just remembering the hard times and difficult situations that she had survived that made my burdens and tragedies seem smaller. Other times I just clung to the idea of who she was to me, and what that meant, mainly I am not alone in the world.

Now that I'm alone in the world, I take comfort from memories of my mother in my life, and what she loved, and that calms me. I don't know if that is part of the grieving process, but I'm grateful for it.

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nightsmusic said…
I love the pieces and I think it's wonderful that the color brings you comfort. My mother's favorite color was...I don't remember. She's been gone since 1987. She used a lot of green, but I don't remember her ever mentioning a favorite. I hope it wasn't green. I've always hated green.
July 9, 2022 at 10:18 AM
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