Well, no tatting to show, but I had a moment today that I want to share with you. I decided that today's project would be the Adrienne Glass Mat. I grabbed some Blue and Gold from Lady Dusty Rose's Etsy shop and started.
Not very long into the second round, I stopped and just looked at what was in my hand. Even with the ends and strings all handing from it, I though, That's beautiful. In that moment, not only could I not believe that I was creating something that beautiful, but it made me realize why I started tatting in the first place, why I wanted to start, and why I love it so much.
I wonder how often tatters feel that way. We all gripe and complain and get frustrated by knotty threads and twisted picots, but how many times do YOU just look and think that, for sure, someone else must've made what you're holding because it's just so beautiful?
The one year anniversary of when I began tatting is approaching. This moment couldn't have come at a better time; I can't believe how far I've come in just one year!
Love to all,
Stephanie Grace
Just popping by
1 week ago
5 comments:
As my tatting grows in my hands, I like to look at the way it drapes over my fingers. I feel very elegant, and I have a hard time believing that I'm able to create something so beautiful!
Good for you! I think it just gets better and better. Love seeing how you've progressed too.
Lovely sentiments; beautifully stated.
Fox : )
Very nice post, Stephanie. I've had moments like that, too! Kind of a 'Wow, did I do that?' They're wonderful moments. Tat on!
Almost all of my tatting gives me that kind of sensation- along with my cross stitch, knitting and beading- I just can't believe my hands did it. My crocheting turns out nice, too but my mom taught me to crochet when I was 3 years old so I crochet like I walk- I don't think about it, I just do it.
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