Tempus Fugit (time flies) is certainly the appropriate comment on my life. It most certainly flies when I am having fun, but it flies away before I have time to do the endless list of other stuff too!
This piece started with a a piece of fabric painted with thickened dyes. It was cut up, painted, stamped, g;ittered, and appliqued on. Then I put it on my new longarm quilting machine (it looked a little lost there) and practiced quilting. I drew Father Time on a piece of paper and taped it beside my quilt, then used the laser pointer on the machine to follow the lines to quilt him in