Remember the childhood days of lying on your back and staring at the clouds, seeing things that weren’t there? I have some distinct memories of my brother and I engaging in this game. We kept ourselves entertained by finding the most elaborate and imaginative things. Inevitably, I would see something sweet or fantastical and he would see something bearing down on it with large jaws or powerful form. I had to resort to some trickery myself at that point and find something bigger, although perhaps less murderous, to take out the offender. If that failed, we easily fell into a comedy show–each trying to outdo each other with the most preposterous thing we could imagine.
This is what happens to children who grow up without television. They cultivate highly active imaginations. I wouldn’t trade those activities, or the memories, for anything. It helped shape the person I am today. And it translates well to fabric play. If you’re going to listen to fabric, it helps to have an active imagination. One of the prints in my stash that likes to talk a lot is Jennifer Paganelli’s zebra print. It’s a chatty thing but I never get tired of it. Today, I turned it loose with some of my Sis Boom blues. Eventually this will be a pillow cover. I think. But wouldn’t it look fabulous as a quilt?