But what hooked me was the creative part. It reminded me of writing. I could start with a blank slate and make anything I wanted.
Oh yes, some of my creations reminded me of my first attempts at writing. But I was hooked. I loved the fabrics and colors and the freedom.
During the class we followed a pattern. After the class, I thought I could approach quilting the way I did writing: By the seat of my pants. I can laugh now. Fabric isn’t as forgiving as words.
Quilting has taught me some patience. I’ve made wall hangings, table runners and different sizes of quilts. I love starting a new project the same way I love starting a new
book. There seem to be so many possibilities and I never know how either is going to turn out when it’s done.
Like writing, it is a creative process that fascinates me. I belong to two quilting groups and it always amazes me how we can take the same pattern and all end up with such different looking finished products. It’s like taking the same idea and running with it as writers. None would have the same story.
Quilting and writing work for me. And the women I have met are as creative and fun as writers. Quilting fills a creative need I didn’t even know I had. It used to be baking and while I still bake, quilting isn’t as fattening.
So how do you fill your creative need? Ever thought about quilting?