I often hear people say they could never make quilts because they’re not patient enough, or that they would be too bored at the prospect of doing the same thing over and over again.
I was thinking about this last night as the math part of my brain was figuring out how much thread per bobbin (probably about 55-60 yards based on this round of piecing) and how many squares were joined together so far (41*Y where Y is the number of columns joined together) and, lastly, the rest of my brain was wondering why isn’t this boring to me?
I don’t really have a clear neat arithmetical answer to this last bit. My only possibilities include the race to seeing the developing whole of my work. Forgive me while I point out that my plans don’t really allow for glomming on more stuff if this doesn’t work out, lol. I get to hang it up and see if it’s anything like what I thought it would be.
Or… It could be that it allows me the calm space to think about all these things, to tell myself — take an email break after this bunch.
Along with stuff like thinking about quilting plans and the rest of my messy life and vegetables for Thanksgiving dinner and such stuff as that.
All the math stuff once I figure it out I try to forget about it. The pieces going together and the look it is taking on makes me work faster to see the end result. I hear some people complain about boring but bored is not something I get so it is hard for me to figure that out. Maybe this won’t make sense. I just feel happy quilting. Yes good thoughts come with that.
If it took patience to quilt, I’d never make one. I get my burst of inspiration, then the rest of the time I have something pleasant to do with my hands while I think of other things…like the next quilt.