Cutting. Cleaning. Drawing lines to plot a pieced pair of structures. Not my strong suit which is perhaps why I keep at it. Keep unearthing very nearly finished pieces. They are in a pile just vibrating with intention. A private turning point this week with respect to : source and succor.
Perspective is hard for me. Never really learned it. I can hang a wall of pictures without a ruler and it’ll look better than if a designer’d done it. Not so perspective! I wish getting just the right angle to suggest depth was as easy.
The flat facing building presents no tricky element, except the tiny triangular roof shadows near the eaves.
But the angled building is another story.
One vow (based on previous struggles): to ensure I have enough fabric to easily render the foreground, the sky, and the mid ground. How often I haven’t! As someone not skilled at this, I want to be able to rely on the constancy of fabric to suggest continuity of element.
I’m going to push myself to finish three small wall quilts this weekend. How about you? What are needing to push yourself to do?
Tomorrow: my first ever guest post! A poem about the fires from fellow writer. Stay tuned!
PS. We still have snow on the ground! Here’s the view from the library where I sat to write yesterday. Hawk and raccoon came for visits!