This is how it happens
I am hand stitching the latest Liberty quilt, long days of repetitive stitches in glorious colours. The needle glides through the sumptuous liberty fabric and the beautiful soft silk offers no resistance. It is therapeutic, relaxing, lovely. But not mentally stimulating! So the next quilt starts taking shape in my head. There is another Liberty quilt starting to take shape. Different from the ones I have made to date. Bits of fabric are making their way onto my design board. Almost with no help from me!