Here in Lyon, "watercolour" wouldn't exactly describe the springtime we're experiencing. "Summer scorcher colours" with mainly reds, yellows and browns of already-ripened fruit and withering plants would be more representative.
Regardless, I completed a more toned-down, pastel quilt than the weather we're having and wanted to share it here:
The Watercolor Quilt, made with Boundless Batiks in a Split Rail pattern:
I learned the importance of the accurate 1/4" seam, and the difference that 2mm can make, as I covered in an earlier blog post. In consequence, my blocks didn't match up, but I soldiered on anyway, believing that 'close enough is good enough'.
I used (imitation) Toile de Jouy on the back, which was once a traditional French fabric, now mostly made in China:
I experimented by embroidering a little border along the edge with a twin needle, and I rather liked the result:
Along the border, I machine-embroidered the following poem, which was written by an excellent American poet, and which I thought was both nostalgic and somewhat wistfully sad while evocatively painting an effective tableau of springtime:
April Aubade by Sylvia Plath
Worship this world of watercolor mood
in glass pagodas hung with veils of green
where diamonds jangle hymns within the blood
and sap ascends the steeple of the vein.
A saintly sparrow jargons madrigals
to waken dreamers in the milky dawn,
while tulips bow like a college of cardinals
before that papal paragon, the sun.
Christened in a spindrift of snowdrop stars,
where on pink-fluted feet the pigeons pass
and jonquils sprout like Solomon's metaphors,
my love and I go garlanded with grass.
Again we are deluded and infer
that somehow we are younger than we were.