
I have this unusual feeling of love, hate for the color blue. Cool blues are usually OUT, while warm blues feel just right. Having said that, when I had the shop downtown I painted her walls a cool blue without any hesitation. I thought since the shop housed skin care and natural soap a cool tranquil blue would be a perfect choice for the walls. It was the right choice as I never grew tired of the soothing palette.
Nowadays I'm a bit more fastidious it seems when choosing blue.
What about you. Do you like the color blue? Does it have to be the perfect shade, not to dark, not to light? Maybe a touch of green mixed in or gray.
When I go to pick up paint at SW, I always watch the machine closely to see which color it dribbles to create the color I chose. That machine performs magic!
I wish creating color in soap were that simple! I've always been just as finicky about coloring my soap and I prefer no coloring at all. I love the creamy consistent color.
Working on some new Bittersweets. They involve my sewing machine. After I made the prairie quilt a yearning for creating with textiles began to consume my thoughts. I love to sew! It hasn't always been a loving relationship.
I used to not care for sewing at all! Since I had no formal training as is always the case, it felt like too much time and effort were involved to reap the reward of the final product. Then the ripping out seams, not calculating fabric correctly, cutting of the threads, producing straight hems, crooked pleats. Good old trials and tribulations from sewing...
I believe I'm not the only one that have, had, those feelings. Frustration wins and the urge fades into the sunset .
Learning to sew is kind of like learning to play the piano. There is always room for improvement and the learning new clever techniques never ceases.
Maybe that's why my feelings about sewing changed.
I began to appreciate and learn how sewing worked. She was always patient. It was I that became flustered and anxious.
When you create you can't allow frustration to win. I believe those feelings will remain forever if not faced.
Part of creating is accepting and dealing with the learning as you go experience.
Since I'm a self taught kind of person those feelings have always been there, I just did not always recognize them for what they were.
Those same feelings are a metaphor for life.
Oh no! Here I go again! Always bringing in philosophical thoughts.
Something I've learned when creating....
Go with the flow, take it slow, ease into the project knowing it may not come out the way you want the first time. The second time however will be better. You're on your way! Don't give up.
Enjoy a crafty summer.
Jill 00
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