My quilt has driven me to distraction over this last week. First my machine stopped working, so I spent 5 hours stitching the backing fabric on.
This wouldn't have been so bad if the finish had been perfect, with lovely even stitches and even tension between the layers of fabrics.
However, I have spent the last week stitching and unpicking, stitching and unpicking, stitching and unpicking. The problem is this:
Becasue the tension isn't right, no matter how carefully I stitch, I end up distorting the backing fabric, which in turn distorts the front of my quilt. It looks terrible. After the umpteenth time of unpicking my sewing I had a pique of rage and now it looks like this:
In short, I quit.
I'm sick of the sight of the quilt, I'm withdrawing my entry to the show and actually I'm seriously thinking of hanging up my artist hat. I stopped enjoying making work as soon as I decided to try and make a living out of it. The designer/maker cap doesn't fit - it never did. Even at uni I was making art installations when everyone around me was making product. I think I'm going to look for full time work and make art to suit myself when I feel like doing it instead of trying to force it.
I'll still follow the blogs I enjoy reading, I always like to see what other people are creating. I'll probably carry on posting on my own blog, I'm not sure. I've been thinking a lot lately about why I bother blogging and what the purpose of it is, but that's a whole other post for another day I think.