This is the third Carol Doak mariner's star I've just finished. I like this one best. I befuddle myself about my wobbly sense of color -- the other two are okay but they're definitely not examples of sueperb color choices -- even though I have to say as I usually do that these photographs are not very true in color. Still this one seems to work considerably better than the others.
I started another Carol Doak star yesterday, from her earlier book, 50 Stars, and I find that one fabric is definitely less well chosen than the others. Some mechanism that happens when I'm imagining how things will work together just doesn't always click. I lay the fabrics out together and stare at them, leave them, come back, look some more, sometimes make changes. But still I make mistakes. I know, I know, "to err is human" but in these cases I'm trying hard not to make an error. All I can do is keep practicing. It's only a 12x12 block so it's not a big deal in terms of wasted materials or time. It's just frustrating to be reminded of my own imperfection.
This strip quilt was made using drier sheet as the foundation. This quick and easy method is always fun because I can choose exactly which piece comes next but will always be surprised when I put several together and see the patterns formed.
The mid-70s are a surprise! Part of me remains in the 50s -- age, I mean, not decade of 20th century. It's a joy ride, new experiences land in my lap and I've become a better quilter, poet, writer than I expected. It's a rich life for a person never rich financially. Hey, this is what the mid-70s are like!