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There is nothing – nothing – like starting a new work. Nothing.

You would think that every little step would be an annoyance. Just let me get to the real “meat” of the thing.

No.

Each little step is a part of the process. Each piece of fabric pulled from the shelf, shown against the others and returned or placed on the ironing board. Another. Another. Refolded. Unfolded. Ironed. Refolded. End trimmed. Sliced. Stacked. Repeat. No not this fabric. Yes that one. How many? Make a note about that for later.

All those things are part of the whole. There is no step that is unimportant or worth skipping over.

Some of the steps have been brewing awhile. While I remain open to direction and change all the way through, the major thoughts have been thought and it’s time for action. There is no feeling of indecision or worry. No wonder about what will happen. I know what will happen.

I will make something. It’s in my head now. There are scratchy sketches and notes about it in my books, but most of it exists in my minds eye and now it’s time to show the world. But first the process of creation.