A seven-pointed star for Australia. You figure out the geometry on this block, I can’t, it’s well beyond my poor math skills.
This is version two – my first try ended up in the trashcan accompanied by a stream of invectives you’d do well not to even try to imagine. I’m sure that a few choice words are still lingering in the sewing room, there’s a cloud shape hovering up near the ceiling, violet streaked with black. Occasionally a rogue syllable comes tearing out of the cloud, goes bouncing off the walls, and just generally has fun hearing its own sly echo (insert gremlin-type cackle here)… oh the shame.
I’m glad I gave the block a shot – two shots to be precise – but I’m happier still that the block is complete.