Feathers. The goal of every long arm quilter. Rows and swirls of beautiful feathers. Well I have pretty well mastered everything else but feathers. They are like a tickle you cannot find the source of. So play day today. I am going to do it. Magazine lesson in hand; videos of others executing feathers by the ton under my belt.
Well some of them were not bad. Frustrated. Perfection is not mine today. Then while cooking scrambled eggs tonight I had to laugh at myself. Of course those people can teach it. They have mastered it. Their brains and hands are in sync and that translates to a long arm skating across the fabric in a lovely dance leaving behind a trail of Feathers.
Key word mastered. What does that mean? Someone gave them a brain DVD to implant? No it means they practiced and practiced. Silly me. I am just looking for a short hand way to get to the same place. So practice on paper; on cloth. But I will do it. Did I become good at tailoring the first time I made a suit or coat? No. But in the end I was good. Same thing for knitting and other things I have undertaken.
Still laughing at me as I put down these words. We all need to do it once in a while. It actually relaxes you and gives you the ability to not be perfect but to seek to achieve perfection eventually. When I get more than 2 or 3 right I will post a picture. Tomorrow another play day.
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