It’s one of my favourite flowers.
Every time I walk into town (which I’m doing rather a lot just now, with the car still in the workshop*), I cross the bridge over the creek, and I look down. And this is why. The flowers are the most wonderful shade of purply-blue, almost lavender, and their crisp, sculptural perfection is superb, springing as they do from rather murky, weedy water. As well as the murk, the creek is home to fish, terrapins and frogs, but these beauties rise serenely above it all.
And then I remembered the fabric. Of course I did. Weeellll, it wouldn’t be me if there was no fabric, would it?
So I bring you (with a tiny weeny fanfare), the fabric for the next – and probably last, for now – Hawaiian type shirt. And of course, the big pattern has lotus on it.
Two Kaffe Fassett pieces. One scrap of batik, and one oddment of printed poplin from the end of the roll at Spotlight. The colours in this photos aren’t that great, there’s a lot more lilac and the green is less assertive in real life.
I had to do some tinkering to make it all work. The lotus fabric is going on the back, but was slightly too short. So I pieced in a strip of the front fabric at the top. It works… The back fabric is also being used for the sleeves, but wasn’t quite wide enough for the correct length, so I shortened the sleeves a little, and they are cut on the cross rather than straight grain. The collar is green on top and the yoke fabric underneath. The interfacing is pieced again.
It’s not made yet, and it’s potentially a bit bonkers, but I love the colours: grey, lilac, blue, aqua, pink and green. I also love the interplay between the pattern scales and structures. And finally, it’s fun to collect together fabrics which have no hope of being worn in their current states, and assembling them into something wearable and fun.
This is going to be the last one for a while. I have quilting I need to do and a quilt to finish, and two pairs of summer pyjamas to make.
Not quite so much fun, but it needs to get done.
*It’s been nearly 6 weeks… timing belts shredded, rockers bent, camshaft bent, sheared bolts, I could go on. I’m over it, and I’m especially over walking 2km into town and back in 30°C+. Hopefully it will be over soon. Meanwhile, I sew.