This is the eleventh block in a series of twelve I'm making for a quilt called American Beauty. I've enjoyed making these blocks, but it's about time to set them aside and work on something else for a while. Something not yellow and green and bubblegum pink. Maybe what I'm tiring of isn't the colors themselves. It's that every block uses every one of them. None of these blocks use less than six fabrics when two or three would suffice. There's little contrast. Except for white and dark green, they have the same value. The definition of the pieces is lost in general noise. Maybe I can get what my eyes are hungry for with a redwork quilt. Or a black-and-white. When I finished the block I showed it to Heather and told her its name: Escapade. She said, "Of course." I must have looked puzzled because she showed me the pink X in the center. "EX-capade, Mom."
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