Seriously. I cut up about four quilts that were unfinished, unloved and uninspiring into postcard-ish sizes, formed them into stacks and have progressively experimented and/or tortured them with lino cut prints (sometimes twice), stamping, printing and free hand unstructured embroidery. I have carried about twenty of them with me during this year of quietly waiting. In our home-away-from-hospital we turn off the electronic noise-makers and talk away the evenings. The constancy of the stitching brings great comfort, as does the laughter, knowing smiles and the delight of having purged(some of) the things I unnecessarily cling to ... and am learning to look at them from a different perspective. And now, what to do with these newly created EXquilts.