Color Therapy

I get into these ruts at times. I’m so sick of working on anything I’ve been doing that I just can’t bear to look at it. Working on some other part of it doesn’t help. The only solution is to start another project with a different color, the wilder the better. I’m beginning to discover the wonder of patchwork designs. I’d say quilting, but I don’t really like the actual quilting part. The piecing is the fun part. Even applique work loses its charm after a while, since there’s just too much fiddly work involved in it to let my brain escape. Simple designs are best. Just measure, mark, cut and sew. I don’t even have to do a definite pattern. Random is better. It’s more interesting to see how the colors balance out in the end when you go the random route.

Sometimes, changing color really is necessary. You wouldn’t think it, but working with a single vivid color can burn out the rods and cones in your eyes. I never would have believed it had it not happened. A few years ago, I was working on a bright red satin dress with a full skirt. I worked on it solidly for about a week and a half. The last two days, it stopped being red. It looked peach to me, a pale peach, even. No other colors were affected, just red. It took roughly two weeks before I was able to see the color red again. I guess I can now say I get burned out on certain colors and mean it literally.