The Secret Life of Squares

Today was one of those rare days that greeted me with a mild sense of dread. I had put things off long enough. My studio was in desperate need of attention. There were so many storage boxes sitting on the floor—most open and half empty. Some were overflowing with supplies for projects that were waiting to get started. Then there were those boxes of fabric that needed to be prewashed. Fortunately, the weekend has been a sunny one, and I have kept my clothesline busy drying the freshly laundered fabric.

Funny things always happen when I clean and organize my studio. In fact, I am almost certain that some things might have a life of their own in there when I am not about. Sort of like the toys that talk to each other in the Velveteen Rabbit.

Today I found a big box—the kind that holds 10 reams of copy paper, 500 sheets each. Inside was a treasure trove of pieced art blocks. I think I made these about 18 month ago but lost them in the deep recesses of my studio when I got busy with other things.

 

The squares simply needed to be trimmed. An occasional block needed a strip of fabric sewn along one or two sides to bring it up to the desired 10 X 10”.



That sent me hunting for orphan fabric strips. Slim pickings since I have actually been using them up. I searched the little basket that held the leftovers from my Rainy Garden Windows quilt—the little quilt that came into being because I had so many Ice Kaching squares left over.



Holy moley!!! Look what I found in that basket. More Ice Kachang squares!



I am beginning to suspect that my quilt squares are having babies.