FINALLY! I reunited with the love of my life…. quilting. And now that I have time to get back into the quilting game I need to remind myself to get out of my own way. Yes, I get in the way of myself ! I think I create an enormous traffic jam of the mind as I agonized over every little decision. The mental traffic of thoughts remain at a stand still while I ponder over whether the design will appear just right. Or perhaps perfect is just around the corner if I don’t rush the process and walk away for a while. Can you understand why my current show quilt is four years in the making?
Initially I felt as though I was in a creative rut; that I was getting in the way of my own creativity (yes, I create many traffic jams of the mind). But it then dawned on me…I just need to quilt. How could I be lacking creativity when I haven’t spent any quality time in front of my machine? Standing in front of my longarm, silently asking for its forgiveness for being MIA, I felt a reply that had me going on Facebook and rekindling the idea of completing a couple of customer quilts. Thinking back to my roots of doing custom quilts, it was then that my creativity was at its peak. My need to step foot back into that arena felt overwhelming. Onward and upward towards creativity!
Bonnie Browning from AQS was kind enough to reach out to me. She told me Paducah would be hosting, UNESCO (United Nations Educational, Scientific, and Cultural Organization), Creative Cities, meeting for the Crafts & Folk Art section in September. This is huge because a US City has never had the pleaser of hosting this event until now. It is customary for the city providing the meeting to bestow gifts related to their designation. As luck would have it, for Paducah, its quilts.
I was given the pleasure of quilting three small wall hangings for this special event. I wish I could say that I was able to keep the traffic in my mind moving at a steady pace; but there were delays. The three quilts that were produced by a local Paducah guild used the same design, the only difference among them was the color of the fabric. I found once I put my hand to work, and just began quilting the self sabotaging ceased to exist.
Once I moved out of my own way I had so much fun doing what I love! Now its full steam ahead and I’m quilting up a sample and then my auction piece for Houston.
Do you get in the way of your creativity? What are your secrets to preventing traffic jams of the mind?