Cotton-headed.

For the last few weeks, I have vowed that this would be a making sewing-only weekend. I logged 10 hours in the studio today. I say studio, but perhaps I should say operating theater. I built my brain form the workbench up, combining tried and true techniques, with experiments and old favorites. Polka dots feature prominently as does sparkly angelina (my synapses are fancy.) I tried my hand an trapunto, stuffed quilting, for the first time. Even though the piece is based on a scan, I felt like my brain should be soft and squishy and just a little bit extra.