So I have a confession to make. But first I want to share with you this article I read the other day. You can read the whole thing HERE. But I will briefly tell you about it. The author of the article is a published quilt designer. She sent a quilt into to a magazine to be photographed. She completely admits that she was in a rush and did not do her best work on this quilt. But when they called to tell her they couldn’t use it she was so upset. Not with the magazine but with herself.
She couldn’t believe that she had done this. It is very obvious that seams don’t match and that she was in hurry. So she came down hard on herself.
I think that as sewers/quilters/crafters we have a tendency to hold ourselves to higher standard than we hold our colleagues. And why is that? We are just doing what we love and trying our hardest.
So here is my confession. My senior year of high school I failed sewing. GASP!!! I know. Here I am a girl who learned to sew at the age of 5 failing sewing. Not just any sewing either; it was clothing one. I took it because I thought it would be an easy A. You see from the 8th grade to the 11th grade I had the same teacher every year. I took sewing every year and passed all my state exams with flying colors. As in I had the highest scores in the whole school.
But my senior year I failed. I had been sewing for 13+ years. My mom, who owned her own thriving alternation shop taught me everything I knew and I had been taking sewing in school for 6 years. Yet I failed. I was mortified and devastated. I failed because, in my teachers words, I didn’t know how to sew.
My reaction to this was simple. I quit sewing. Hmmm, I wonder who won in that situation. I didn’t sew again for 5 years. Not only that but I told people I didn’t know how to sew. If I wanted something made I simply had my mom make it.
When I was engaged to my husband my parents bought me a sewing machine for Christmas. If not for that I probably never would have sewed again. I started out very simply; making receiving blankets for my first son. Really I have only been back into sewing for about 2 and half years. Its like riding a bike; you never forget. I had to ask my mom A LOT of questions at first. If you don’t use your talent, you lose it. Trust me this is true.
I think that as sewers/quilter/crafters we need to stop letting other peoples opinions of what we do and how we do it affect us. There will always be nay sayers, pickers and occasionally the people who are spiteful simply because they are jealous. We need to support each other and lift each other up. Only positive and helpful comments welcomed here. I worked hard on this, so please don’t point out every little seam that doesn’t line up. Lets support each other and ourselves. Lets not let our critics have the last word. And sometimes my worst critic is me. So as of today am I going to try to go easier on myself. Lets all try it.
That’s it. I will get off my soap box now.