It's finished! And it's not called "The Beast" - but it is called "Memories of Friendship"
I wrote the following note to accompany it as it travels to a friend who is making a presentation on modern quilting and using it (among many others) as a prop.
Memories of Friendship
I made this quilt in stages.
This quilt started as one square with some old fabric and some new  friends. We had gathered together to learn how to quilt. The old fabric  was part 
of my eclectic and bizarre stash that I have after years 
of  sewing clothes and collecting vintage fabrics from various elderly  friends and family members. Each piece has a memory attached 
of who gave it to me, where I got it or the mystery 
of not knowing its history.
I often have a "game" I play where I love to hide what I consider "ugly"  fabrics into my work. The idea that this discarded and unwanted fabric  could be part 
of something beautiful means a lot to me on many levels. (I  live in a very old house, with lots 
of  vintage patchwork  quilts, artwork on the walls, a creative family, a  rescued dog and a foster baby we're trying to adopt. I love seeing  beauty in the unexpected) I almost never quilt with a line 
of fabric, I like the unexpected, and the sense that no one could possibly make this same quilt.
 My new friends and I made wonky squares. I loved my first one and I  used up many precious scraps to get the 5 complementary squares. 6 was  all I could get. At one point they were even sewn together as a  potential table runner.
Then they were ripped apart and stacked for months.
I got the idea to take them into my favorite new quilt shop (Sew Modern), and to pick the brains 
of  the creative and fun friends who work there for ideas. Could we come up  with a way to highlight these old fabrics with such a complex color  scheme in a way that was fresh?
I'd come in with the idea 
of two stacks 
of squares and an off center spread 
of fabric between. They helped present some awesome and eclectic combos for fabrics, and suggested the wobbly placement.
I went home and pieced the rest by sight. If it needed orange over  there, I'd cut and add it in... It was all done in the moment,  responding to the overall feeling.
I quilted it with straight line quilting, something I've had little experience with before, but really enjoyed.
As I was basting and quilting this, it occurred to me how many precious friends and 
memories were represented by this quilt. Each fabric sliver reminds me 
of  someone beautiful that I know. And to me that's what this quilt is all  about. My  new friends, my old friends. My silver friends and my gold  friends.
 (here's the back of the quilt)