Life does not always co-operative with my goals or my attempts at serenity. Sometimes I have days or weeks where I’m not very creative. One of my practices is to embroider one thread a day.
I’m working on a tablecloth–mundane, printed, a kit. Cross-stitch. It’s big. Sometimes I imagine that at the rate I’m going I’ll never finish it. I gave up on following the suggested colors years ago. I’m just filling it in with blocks of whatever strikes my fancy. As cross-stitch, it mostly all goes in the same direction, until dyslexia strikes.
Really, I don’t want to finish it. It’s going to be a pretty goofy tablecloth and I suspect too large for my table. Plus, I just like cross-stitching it.
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I love knowing that I’m not alone when I find that days and weeks have gone by and I feel like my dreams have been stolen. Thank you for writing this.
And thanks for saying so!
Yes. I do the same thing with knitting.(yes, the dyslexia) I have several unfinished scarves. Having said that, it might be time to start a new project; who knows maybe I’ll finish it this time.
Hope so!
How wonderful! A great reminder about cultivating a multitude of creative endeavors … and some long projects … at least the stitches aren’t being unraveled every night.
I know…that image haunts me too!