Speaking of octopi…
Yesterday’s trip to the aquarium inspired me.
A couple of years ago, when I first purchased my couch, I made covers for the very large and somewhat early-90s-inspired pillows that came with it (they have a burgundy geometric pattern on them — think Cosby sweater). But lately, I’ve been itching for a change. The first covers I made were a little too small, and the huge, awkward, lumpy pillows never fit in them quite right.
So today, instead of making stuff for the Boutique like I promised myself I was going to, I made one new pillowcase for our couch.
I loved watching the octopus at the aquarium yesterday. It was so graceful and beautiful and complex, and I really wanted to see if I could create a slightly more “cartoony'” version for the pillowcase.
I appliqued the octopus into place and trimmed the entire case in red polka-dot fabric to give the pillow more presence and to tie it in with the pops of red we have throughout our main living area.
I made the back of the pillow out of an inexpensive neutral solid. I overlapped two pieces to create a hidden opening so that I can remove the pillowcase to wash it, or to eventually replace it.
I am very pleased with how the pillowcase turned out. I’m going to make another one for the second pillow, which still has the old ill-fitting case on it. I’ll most likely use the same fabrics as the new pillowcase but applique a different image on the front. One might think one can never have too many octopi in one’s living quarters (surely this has been a topic of discussion of all the great thinkers many times over the years), but I disagree. I think one octopus is enough.