I bought a boro cloth from Japan. For a while I admired the history of the piece, the poverty of working people that led to repeated repairs and patching of textiles, the elegantly fading indigo, the large hand stitching.
I have done a lot of houseclearing lately, and this made me consider what my children think of the tatty blue fabric? Sara will know what it is but I can't imagine she'd want to give it house room. So, I am giving it a new life, as sympathetically as possible but it still involves....SCISSORS!!
The next stage is to patch and repair the textile. I have the tattiest end of the boro cloth to harvest for that.
The fabric I cut from the width has made a lovely runner for the bed (or a table), this section has few repairs.