We all have the ability to show our best work. I feel that each of us has a skill, hobby, interest, affinity to SOMETHING. It may not be a tangible (food, photography, sculpture) it may be that you have a special way of understanding something that stumps others! We all have skills, beyond our “Day Job” and those skills are grown, over time and experience.
My skills with textiles are in varying degrees of experimental, capable, creative, knowledgeable, and ooooohh! lets try that shiny new thing! I make a bunch of things. I like to make things, to problem solve and to see where my daydreams take me when I attempt tp translate them into a made, 3 dimensional object.
***** That does NOT mean these creations have any ‘success’ ****
Often, I flub, I bumble, I do something entirely avoidable, because I want to see what will happen. I wanna learn and make the mistakes and eventually laugh about them.
I learned a long time ago that I can mess with patterns and colors, and weights of fibers, and through experimentation I have figured out WHERE and HOW I can mess with them. I did this by making some terribly poor decisions. I learned about the tediousness of some things, that are really IMPORTANT (anyone who is knitting a sweater – for the love of god, do a swatch – you can pull it out and use the fiber later – or have a matching hot pad.) Little things like using stretchy cast ons and cast offs. Like counting the stitches you need in an arm (so they aren’t as big around as the sweater). Like using the proper size needles on a lace pattern blanket.
What I mean is, when you see those things on Instagram that show someones life and stuff and food and it all looks AMAZING, just remember, there was a bunch of prep, and learning, and mess and maybe even a few epic failures to get to that point. The face we show is our best, and I admit, I want my best to show, too! That said, I have gotten rid of some … well … interesting objects. 🙂
What I would not do again, if I can help it, is not beat myself up yearning for perfection. Enjoy the process of education and experience. A great book isn’t great just at the end, you have to have the whole story to get there. I need to remember the slipped stitches and miscounted armholes and way out of gauge sweaters all brought me to where I am today, and those memories are all part of my education.
Keep on learning – With love and pyramid studs,