I have been sewing. Really mostly I’ve made a bunch of wadders (a technical term I described to Talks to Owls as something so bad/frustrating/messed up that you just want to wad it up and through it on the floor, but he’d already troubled it out and was laughing because he’s so mean). I don’t know what’s causing my mediocrity but I am struggling to break through. I have many unfinished projects or small projects I’ve been meaning to do, so I’ve begun some of them, in hopes of getting my stitchery mojo back.
I keep a file of inspiration images. Expensive, simple dresses that I’m sure I could make. I don’t usually look back at these mostly because I’m often happy with what I’ve made, but generally it doesn’t actually look anything like the inspiration I started with.
This is from Anthropologie about 2 years ago:
And here’s my version of it:
Not really the same at all, but good enough, eh?
Now, I’m going to go finish something so I can finally have something to show here. And maybe in the showing, or the finishing, or the work I”ll find my way back to being able to create pretty things, yeah?