An unfortunate accident

 No, I haven't fallen again, but it appears that my camera may have gone out in the trash.  This means no pictures for the blog.  Is there any point in posting without a picture or two?  Maybe.

Part of getting ready to move and greatly reduce the size of my studio, is making decisions about what to do with finished art projects that haven't sold, and are covering the studio walls.  As well, there are quite a few more traditional quilts that have to be considered. Most of these quilts are not full bed size, which compounds the problem of their disposal.  Those few that were larger, and close to bed size were donated to a group helping to house Ukrainian refugees, where they were well received. For the past few months I've limited the quilts I make to a smaller size that can be more easily donated.  Maybe I need to make the next few bigger, so more fabric can be used, and out of the formal "stash".

I say that because I've found that, even though I'm spending a lot of my time de-stashing both the studio and house, I still need to create.  I need those few minutes in the studio to maintain my control and good humour while so much chaos is surrounding me.  As I've said many times in the past--my creating/sewing keeps me sane, and that is more so than ever, right now.