About 20 years ago when I started quilting, the only fabrics available were very country/prairie-ish, the patterns very traditional, the colors limited and earthy and dark. I felt like there had to be more to quilting than a log cabin in blues and tans and rusty red- browns, and so I searched out new ideas to include paper piecing, applique, wool, mini quilts, and blended quilts. Oh to have had Pinterest back then!
Right about the time I was getting bored with the same patterns and colors, new modern fabrics and quilting style began to emerge on the market. I was happy to work with the beautiful bright and colorful material, and it gave me a new found pleasure in quilting again. However, I don't think it's "me".
Right now, I feel as though it's time to settle down into my own skin, let my "style" come out of the closet, and stop following the pack. I think it took 20 years of exploration to figure out just what my "niche" is, and this last week, while cleaning and sorting, I had an aha! moment.
I also created a new board on Pinterest, called Things that I love. I can't stop looking at it.
This mosaic has helped by collecting my likes all in one spot and it's been very insightful. I don't feel as though I need to spin around in every direction anymore, looking for the next thing. My "thing" has been here all along, I just haven't settled into it.
It needs to be a little more peaceful here at pieceful.
So what does all this mean and why am I telling you?
Maybe I just need to commit to myself, out loud. Maybe (if you have been quilting as long as I have, or knitting or crocheting), you are going through something similar. Maybe I'm just fickle. Or getting old (ha ha).
Anyway I don't see a radical change coming to this blog, but maybe more of a "leaning into" a new sense of self. I'm eager to begin.
Sigh. Okay this is getting way too serious. I wrote 4 paragraphs without one sarcastic crack and I'm about to explode.
The washcloths were made using cotton yarn, and double crochet stitch in the back loop only. They are very boingy/stretchy, but I like them. Do you believe the size of that bar of soap? You could seriously hurt yourself with that thing. How can you even roll it around in your hands? Which is why it's been in the closet for years, tied up with a ribbon in a little plastic bag. I think I'm going to leave that little display out on the counter for a while, because the soap still smells wonderful.
I made a linen pillow for the yo-yo puffs, because I was tired of moving that little pile of puffs around my sewing room, all the while telling myself "you need to do something with that little pile of puffs". Anyway, I always wanted to try making that style of ruffle on the ends of the pillow. So there. It's done.
Anyway, thanks for listening today. I'm off to explore my inner crafter.
Any thoughts on your end? The comment section is wide open :)