|The Scream by Edward Munch|
That was Saturday night at 10. I have been working on this 90" x 90" monster- looking at it very closely- knowing that the stitch tension regulator (which are my hands) is not precise, that my lines are shaky in places, and that there are occasional puckers on the front (yes on the front!) that can not be corrected. I have been looking as if through a microscope. And I have not liked what I saw. Yet- I had some fixes that I knew could work. Overstitching a a quilter's friend.
Then at around 10:30 I stepped back and looked at the over all composition and YIKES!!!! There in the center of the work was a line that we shall call crooked at best. I was despondent and did not know what to do... which is when I started to craft my speech in my mind. I felt so dejected and really did not see a way out. I sat down and just stared at the piece when a possible, but risky solution came to me. What would happen if I "appliqued" a larger strip on top of the ugly one?
I did some tests to see if the existing quilting would show through, and I figured out I could deal with it. The question was if I could precisely applique a piece on top of this monster.
I knew enough not to try this at 11:30 at night since I was certain that I would make a huge mistake, so I went to bed. Tossed and turned with images of the quilt floating around all night. Woke up at 7 and told Dave not to talk to me, not to come into my room, not to engage in any way. I knew I was not civil, and I needed total concentration. It took me about 4 hours of painstaking labor but I think I nailed it.
Suddenly all the tiny details that I was fretting about did not seem to huge. And miracle of miracles I am actually starting to like this piece. It has imperfections, but then so do all of us.
Conclusion- the yoga and meditation classes that I am taking are working!