Now what?

Sometimes you think "what was I thinking"... This started as a recyled silk blouse, with red and pink filling in what used to be armholes and other missing bits. Then, what other scraps were to hand? I must have had some idea underlying all this -- pennants / penance, perhaps? -- or, blowing in the wind?

Some things just don't gel. There comes a point when you realise it's not going to work. I'll do the quilting, if only for practice, but it's not saying anything to me at the moment...