I see so many quilters publishing their year in review posts, and I can’t help but think, “Good riddance to 2014.” As a child, I was told that in Chinese culture, the number 14 signifies certain death. Maybe someone can enlighten me as to whether or not this is true, but it’s clearly considered an evil enough number that many buildings in Hong Kong, and some in Bangkok, lack a floor numbered 14, in the way that some in the west lack a 13th floor.
It was a year of loss. The world lost some fabulous people, many of who never made headlines. I lost a much-loved cousin; Nick lost a brother; and Dad lost a huge number of friends and former colleagues.
It was a year of setbacks, and waiting. My life trajectory radically changed course, which is both a blessing and a curse, because one can’t help feeling like a little bit of a failure when things don’t work out as planned. I’m still waiting to find out when, or even if, we can take possession of the apartment we put a rather large deposit on two months ago. Various other dreams have been deferred, some for several years. And of course, there was that one quilt that got ruined, which I remade (thanks Merthin – we decided it was Merthin as Delilah is far too polite to do something so dastardly). I essentially spent almost four months cutting and piecing the same bloody quilt. The replacement is now with Mandy, and I can’t wait to see what she does with it. I’ll share it with you in February, once it reaches its new home.
It was a year of learning, which I’m grateful for. I’ve learned so much about life (what to do when everything goes pear shaped), about piecing (who knew starch was a complete game changer?), and I’ve improved my longarm quilting skills. I’ve learned to be patient, because some quilts do just take a ridiculously huge amount of hours to make, and because I know I can’t expect to become a Renee, or a Karen, or a Mandy, or an Angela, overnight. I’ve learned that I can be filled with murderous rage for my cats, and not act on it. I’ve also learned that making small items, or small quilts from uncomplicated patterns, can be just as rewarding as making a quilt that requires weeks or months of piecing.
After all is said and done, I am proud of how much I’ve progressed this year, and most of that is due to taking on challenges I wasn’t entirely sure I could handle. There’s certainly something to be said for ambition in the quilting world.
So, here’s my quilty year in review:
I finished a couple of quilts – admittedly not as many as I would have liked:
I made some cushions:
I had some fun with needlepoint projects:
I played around with a new craft:
And I have a ton of tops that need to be quilted, not all of which I’ve been able to share with you so far, because there’s nowhere in here that’s large enough to photograph a quilt top, and it’s almost impossible to take them outside at this time of year.
2015 is already looking like a much brighter year than 2014. I hope it will be a better year for all of us (even if your 2014 was absolutely awesome!).
Happy new year to you all! May your bobbins be full, your stash be inspiring, may your finish the projects you start, may your needle be sharp, your machine not chew your fabric, and may you and your loved ones be happy, healthy, and achieve your dreams.
Most of all: happy stitching!
Fireworks photos from http://www.news.com.au