This will be a slow process at the rate of one square a day: there are another 22 to go. I hope we all have the patience for it.
This is an antique doily, which was a gift from a friend, stitched to a square of my hand-dyed calico. This one could be problematic, in that the doily is elderly and rather frail, and some of the hand-embroidered detail is coming away:
If the whole cloth is to remain durable and washable, I will need to find some way of reinforcing this area without interrupting its delicate beauty. I know that sometimes old or damaged fabrics can become a certain statement in a piece of textile art, but it seems somehow cruel to deliberately allow it to become more distressed. I feel as if I ought to be protecting and preserving it because without me the fabric is helpless. I don’t know yet how best to help it.