During the marathon decorating, I pieced together some silk patchwork in the few spare moments I could gather together.
The larger squares are 2″, the smallest just half an inch square; just some over-dyed silk scraps, hand pieced over paper. The whole piece is basically nine nine-patches with the centre of each block missing. I’m laying the patchwork over some black and white floral embroidered cotton and backing it with hand-dyed silk. It will be about 22″ square altogether and will be a small table cloth. It has quite a long way to go, I think, since the three layers now need to be quilted together.
I like the way the black and white floral is appearing in the nine ‘windows’ in such a random and unpredictable way. The same kind of thing is happening in my garden at present. I have a little rowan tree growing, and I know I never planted it. A gift from a passing bird, perhaps.