It needed to be quilted. The raw edges of the linen, even after multiple passes of Jude's glue stitch, were simply too unstable.
I had already stitched the elevations of the land in the upper and lower corners, so those became the points between which I drew a single line and began stitching ...
Kantha, one strand of Deb Lacativa's magic floss (sorry Deb, it's too beautiful to call it "dirty") and one strand of variegated floss. Greens and golds above shading down into browns and grays below ...
The lines running in the direction the water flows through the land during heavy rains, from 1015 feet of elevation down to 994 feet ... a 20 foot drop over less than 1000 feet.
No wonder the flood plain becomes a river ...
Then I added up the elevations, because that's how my mind works.
1015 + 994 = 2009
2009, the year we came to Texas.
It's magic.
love how you get there with time and good magic
ReplyDeleteMo - I’m sure the “real quilters” out there are still hiccuping after a good, long laugh ... what else did I expect would happen? But after decades of using stitch to embellish a single layer surface, the notion of using stitch as a functional element in layered cloth is still fairly new to me.
ReplyDeleteWow...all those thought filled stitches. Enjoying the cyber trip to Texas.
ReplyDeleteSue - Journeying with water over land ... and thankful that some much-needed rain is falling at last
ReplyDeleteit certainly is!
ReplyDeleteAnna Lisa - Thank you for seeing it that way, too
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely magic- thread & thought.
ReplyDeleteMakes perfect sense to me! And anything can be made sense of if you just use a little magic, yeah? xx
ReplyDeleteP.S. Love your anniversary cloth on the PO box.
Peggy - Yeah!
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