Two more completed blocks, it seems like this quilt is developing an aviary theme. There’s this paradox between letting go of the design and guiding it as I pick up scraps and join them together. I really love this process. Excerpts from two poems came to mind as I was stitching these.
Modern Log Cabin Block
I know why the caged bird sings, ah me,
When his wing is bruised and his bosom sore,—
When he beats his bars and he would be free;
It is not a carol of joy or glee,
But a prayer that he sends from his heart’s deep core,
But a plea, that upward to Heaven he flings —
I know why the caged bird sings!
Sympathy by Paul Laurence Dunbar
Wonky Log Cabin Block
Hope – Emily Dickinson
What will I call this quilt? Do people name their quilts officially? It’s good to keep track of the things that inspire me as I put it together.
Follow your bliss