Another initial idea was a large, light open space
which ultimately settled not quite in the middle.
.. like this one at Poblet, a monastery in Spain.
Aerial views of farmland came to mind
as I was cutting and sewing strips of fabric.
the landscape of our dreams (I take a lot of notes when I'm sewing) and how the random assembling of parts and pieces of fabrics, each with its own specific pattern, texture, associations, and history is a lot like dreams-- we can identify each of the parts, and even describe the order, saying "this is next to that" or "then what happened next...", but not necessarily understand why they are together in one place. They just are.
Much like dreams, the arrangement of the parts may not make sense but it somehow does function as a whole.