When I was in Portland last week, my sister and I walked into a posh little boutique on Alder St. to have a look around. It was the kind of shop that would drain the pocketbook in minutes. The wares however, were quite beautiful. Table tops displayed fine gauge cotton tee shirts, soft wool sweaters, wide legged pants, linen napkins, carved wooden candlesticks and large coffee table books. Most of the clothing they carried were in shades of navy, black, cream and tan. If you wanted a few nice basic pieces to start a minimalist wardrobe, this was the place to get them. I fell in love with this little creamer by a local artist and brought it home with me.
I also spied a quilt on sale for just over $300. It was a color block quilt in cream, black and gray that fit in with the shop's aesthetic. I kept looking at it. Thinking about it long after we left. Obsessing about it's plain simple design. In fact on the train ride home, an Amish (or maybe Mennonite) family joined us in the dining car and their starched white caps, and dark somber clothes reminded me of the quilt again. I couldn't wait to get home and make my own version.
It only took a few days to put together as I already had everything I needed. And thank goodness. A trip to the fabric store would have ruined my momentum. The Lotta Jansdotter fabric I used for the backing has been in my stash for about 2 years. I never wanted to use it because I loved it so much. Really that makes no sense. I need to start incorporating these pieces into my projects instead of hoarding it. It's not doing any good folded up in the cupboard.
Anyway, now I can get back to my WIPs and relax a bit. Obsession over.