I've been meaning to recover my studio chair. I'm a mess--spills are my thing. And the chair was a second-hand find. Which we bought years ago. But it has good bones and except for the stains on the upholstery, it didn't look too bad. But the stains bothered me. And I wanted something different. Colorful. Fun.
For some reason, I decided on Saturday morning that I should get started. Today. I had nothing planned. Nothing in the way of colors. Nothing measured. Nothing. Just a decision to get started.
Now if you're thinking that I'm crazy and should have considered at least a few of these, you don't know me! I'm a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-britches kind of girl. I make the plans when I pick up the project. Or not.
Because there's always the option to make it up as I go along. That's my favorite way to create. So it works for me. Sometimes.
Sometimes I make a big mess and regroup. Or kill the project.
On Saturday my creative mojo was on hyper-drive. I decided. I pulled scraps. Green scraps. I challenged myself with some black scraps that were lying around. I sewed, cut, sewed. I measured, but not much. More sewing, cutting, sewing. Ah, quilting.
By Saturday night I had two big pieces of quilt ready to cover the chair. I had to steal minutes between cooking, playing with grands, cleaning, and visiting.
But on Sunday night I had a totally new chair. Bright greens with splashes of black. I still have no idea why I wanted those bits of black in there, but I like!
No, I love! It's fun. It's colorful. It's different. I think it will work for a while. At least until I make a mess of stains!
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