While I was recovering, I reorganized a small part of my fabric collection, which is now neatly stored in drawers under my cutting/ironing table. Heh heh - this is what passes for neat in my life. The labels on the plastic drawers have nothing to do with what they contain, but that's ok. I have a lot more to do, but I'm too busy sewing. It's a start.
While I was sorting my ethnic fabrics - Indian, African, Maylasian, and Aboriginal -- I thought it might be a good idea to slice some of them up and sew strips. I needed to relax before I leave again in less than 3 weeks to teach in Switzerland.
So here is what is on my wall. In my last class, I gave my students the assignment to work in neutrals and one color. So I challenged myself to work in prints that are primarily black/white/red, with a little off-white thrown in here and there. I think it is boring.
The units are not sewn together and I am resisting the temptation (for the moment) to slice one up and see what happens.
Then I thought of adding some bright yellow strips, but when I auditioned them I thought they looked too harsh.
So here I sit, thinking I should leave them on the wall till tomorrow. In the meantime, I will go make salted caramel ice cream.