That's pretty much where I'm at right now. With the arrival of a new idea, I find my creativity toward other things held hostage. I often feel that obsessed feeling, wanting to work on it and work on it, longing for time to devote to it. Suddenly it's as if it won't let me work on anything else until I surrender to it. So I'm working on this new project and loving every minute of it. The process. Not even sure if the idea is going to work out well in the long run, but I can always scrap that idea and use it for something else if that's the case. I'll show you when I'm finished whether it works out or not. Above you see one part of it, here is another. It's similar to my other samplers and stitched bits, clearly, the wanting to stitch and play with fabric hasn't waned.
More materials gathered and waiting their turn with needle and thread...
And the stitched bits I mentioned. They are still in the mix creatively. This is how my couch looks today, and has since Friday night when I was sorting and stitching and mixing and matching while we watched a movie. My family is so great about my piles and projects. I really don't think I'd let any one of them leave anything out for a week, let alone taking up the entire couch, without giving them a hard time. My messes don't bother me much, I think it's because I see where they are going. I constantly see them as work in progress, even if I've moved onto something else. But I must admit, looking at this makes me feel a bit guilty. Ok, off to clean up the stitched bits set and my reward will be time on the new crush.
