These blocks are like the growly little animal down the block that tries to grab your pant leg as you walk by, as if to say that they own the sidewalk and you’d better not forget it. This is how I left the blocks after finishing up On Line, my Four-in-Art Quilt. But they wouldn’t leave me alone. I’d wake up at night, thinking I should Do Something with them, maybe because of that Yankee thriftiness we all seem to have instilled in us. How many of you have bags of blocks that didn’t quite measure up, but haven’t given away or pitched into the trash? Yep. Just as I thought.
So one early morning, I turned them all this way.
I got rid of the ones I’d played around with the bleach because 1) they weren’t that interesting with their color discharged, and 2) they smelled like bleach. (Ick.)
I do have ideas for them, and hope to work on them after I get the grading done on the Poetry Test that I gave yesterday. I want to work on these blocks so they’ll stop growling at me as I walk by the sewing room.
Linking up with Freshly Pieced Fabric’s Works In Progress Wednesday.