A Birthday Basket.

Artistic turmoil --what a thing.

I mean there I was, 
longing to wear my new skirt,
when I was derailed by a hand full of dead leaves.

It seemed to be a thing I HAD to do--
 yet it bugged me even as I worked on it.

The materials were a delight to be sure--
I mean what's not to love
about dead leaves
and used coffee filters?

​And it was great fun to  shift back and forth
between a sett of 4 and 8.
But the tapestry itself didn't satisfy--
indeed, once I got beyond a certain point,
every photo I took was out of focus.

But perhaps the whole idea
was out of focus --
more of an itch I had to scratch
than a compelling path.
​I don't know.

But then you rarely know
until you try--
at least I don't.

And though unsatisfactory projects
are NOT my fave,
I'm pretty used to making things
I don't much care for--
​It's just another part of  this making life.

Ideally, if I can bring myself to pay attention
to the way different aspects
of the process
and the thing
make me feel, 
(rather than just tossing idea, object and regret
straight into the compost pile,
pretending they never existed
and moving on),
such projects are sometimes more valuable
than those that make me sigh with satisfaction,

In the case of the leaf/paper tapestry,
here are three things I noticed: 

1.  Coffee Filter yarn and dead leaves are beautiful together

2. It would have been better had I included
the tiny house I refused to weave
(you've no idea how hard it is to NOT weave a tiny house
​but I was trying -- well, just that.)

3. The dry leaves I'd  put outside
to take advantage of the April showers,
still wanted to be used. 

Happily, This last I could act on
immediately (while wearing my new skirt!)

Audible Sigh
​(of satisfaction).