I have a hole in my Birkenstock felt slipper.
It has been there for two weeks. As soon as I noticed it, I decided I would cut out a little felt flower or some other cute embellishment and stitch it onto the purple felt. It would take about half an hour.
That was two weeks ago.
The hole is still there.
I haven’t lost my creative mojo. I’m not stuck with a craft block. Quite the opposite – I am suffering from
Do you know the feeling? A frantic rush of colours, crafts and creativity crowding your imagination? I have so many ideas I want to try, so many projects to complete, so many crafts to master...most of the time all is well and good, but every so often, when one too many projects has to be put to the side for one reason or another, my brain goes into craft overload and I feel a bit anxious about it all.
See all those craft books? I buy too many books. They are my treats to me – I don’t go shopping for clothes all the time, I don’t like knickknacks, I don’t collect trinkets, but I love page after page of inspiration in books. (You will notice a good number of quilting books there, and I have yet to complete my first.)
Nuts, eh? Our crafty endeavours are supposed to be a break from the monotony of everyday life, a release of stress, a calming influence. How lovely it is to sit still for a while and crochet. I so enjoy the satisfaction of learning how to sew. And I am absolutely smitten with embroidery, the focused detail that demands that I slow down, settle down, and create a delicate design on fabric.
But sometimes I think about all of these at the same time and eeeeeek! I need a month on my own in a secluded cabin in the woods armed with only the contents of my craft cupboard and some decent ready meals.
I made progress on the quilt this weekend, sewing the border to the top. I started laying out the backing fabric to sew together, knowing I could actually finish this WIP this weekend when, out of the blue...
Bunny wanted to sew a patchwork cushion! Stop everything! How could I say no? So away went the quilt, out came the owls. Live in the moment! We had a delightful time.
Perhaps this blog is my regular therapy session for Craft Anxiety – it allows me to share my WIPs with you, to sort through my ideas, and to be inspired by your accomplishments...even if I still have 1,000 ideas waiting to be made into reality, sharing my day-to-day thoughts and activities keeps me grounded, or at least prevents me from going over the edge!
And just as I was finishing this post, the latest issue of Mollie Makes arrived in the letterbox. I think the Craft Gods are telling me to stop whinging, all will be ok!
Thank you for listening; I hope you can understand my Craft Anxiety even a teensy bit. And now, without further ado, I’m going to go find some yarn and crochet an ice cream cone. Then I’ll mend that hole in my slipper...