This is my current WIP (Work in Progress) I thought that I would put this up for giggle as a while back abeautifulcraft was frustrated at her progress on block and she explained her woes here
I play too much with my stash and then get confused with what I want to do and think the other piece of lace would have looked nicer, so end up plucking it off and trying the other, which just didn’t look right either – thus back to drawing board.
I bet every crazy quilter goes through this process at some time or other. This photo is a record of my indecision as every one of those threads that is sitting in that pile I thought about using but each and every one of them was not quite right!
It was ridiculous. I tried everything from silk to rayon, from cotton to silk ribbon. I dithered around trying this and that. None of it quite did it for me. In the end the thread I found to use was an unexpected solution because it is not a commercial embroidery thread but a soft knitting yarn with a metallic blending thread through it.
I am not sure quite why this happens. I don’t think it is an internal critic that steps in as such, but a quest for something to make and area of a block sing.
Sometimes stitching on block just flows and choices are made easily. Other times for some reason it is a real stop start process. I have never been able to decide weather it is the block itself i.e. there is something in the composition of the block, or the colour of the block or the texture of the fabrics used in the block or a case of mood. A simple case of some days I am pickier than others.
It’s a mystery but the frustration is that on this type of block – I call them treacle blocks because it is like wading through treacle – nothing quite flows and the whole process becomes work. The other mystery is that often these treacle blocks are the blocks I learn most from. Often in solving the creative problem I discover something and it is this constant dicovery that attracts me to crazy quilting. I try and remind myself of this while I am faffing about getting pickier and pickier.
I thought everyone would at least have a giggle as I am sure we have all done it.