|In the Beginning.....|
I wanted to snap a quick photo, unfinished, before the predicted torrential rain hits later today. Some borders and sashing are in the works, I'm auditioning. After working with fabrics for a while I tire of them. Too busy, too many colors, don't like the pattern. Does this happen with your projects?
you can skip this paragraph if you wish, it is old news.
When I first started sewing garments, at ripe old age of 12, my parents were not convinced that I would complete the project or I didn't have enough experience to produce something wearable. (Despite the fact that I had been cutting up sheets and making my own patterns and altering dead people clothes for several years!) I know it was that lack of confidence that tickled, no poked at, my stubborn streak, and kept me going. Anyway, my first "bought" from a store fabric, the JCP at a local mall had a sewing section if you can imagine, was a hideous brown fall floral most likely used to make curtains for a musty camper somewhere. Mother chose it, it was cheap and she figured (I am sure) that if it was wasted they were out only about $1.59! By the time I finished that shirt dress I was so tired of the fabric I only wore the dress if I knew I would keep a coat over it! Lesson learned. If I don't LOVE the fabric, it does not come home. Even then, I get tired. In conclusion, I will like this again by the time the finishes are done and the quilting is in progress. It is just the way I am.
plays homage to beautiful fabric You Light Up my Life, Debbie Boone I know, corny, but just roll with it, OK?
I have been Spring cleaning,
- I deleted the entire draft database from this blog. This is post 925.
- It felt good, cathartic.
- What direction from here? We will see. I am feeling very stagnant, blog-wise.