i had mentioned in a previous post that i am a stingy stitcher.
guilty.
this is also a subject that palma and i discussed at length while she was in town. while stitching is a hobby for most of us (or at least until robin and vicky hire me to be their personal assistant, lol!) the work we produce tends to be more meaningful than that of a hobby.
we make cherished treasures that will be passed down and admired for many years. and when you devote as much time and love as we do, it can sometimes be difficult to give away.
will the recipient know to store it in acid-free paper? will they keep it in good condition? and most importantly, will they truly appreciate the time that went into making it?
for me, it's a catch 22. i always see so many canvases and potential projects and think, "this would be perfect for insert name here." but then i come to my senses and remind myself that insert name here probably won't appreciate it as much as i do. or won't love it the way i do.
it's almost like fostering a pet. you grow to love it so much that even though it's going to a good home, you still want to check up on it and make sure it's doing ok. i
still check on the
family sampler i made for my parents last christmas every time i travel home. why? because
i'm a crazy person with nothing better to do my blood, sweat, tears, and not to mention cricket's hair...are woven into that linen for all eternity. i grew to love it just as if it were my own (like a foster pet).
it's hard to give my work away. especially to those that are unfamiliar with needle arts and all the work that goes into it. it's hard when i feel that i don't get the adequate praise i feel i deserve because they don't know any better. and it's hard feeling like a selfish old scrooge lady because i don't want to share my work with the people i love the most.
the holiday season is quickly approaching, and tis the season for giving. i'm curious to know what you all think of my predicament...am i really just being a selfish old scrooge lady?
