Is there a crafter alive who has finished every project she has started?
If so, I’d like to meet her; I’d like to shake her hand, and celebrate her fortitude and single-mindedness and self-discipline.
In the words of the legendary Bob Dylan, “It ain’t me, babe. It ain’t me you’re looking for . . .”
I’ve left so many things undone. Some have been too hard for me, some too easy, some just didn’t take. Some have been around so long that the colors and style are sadly out of date and some have been attacked by insects or mice or something else unthinkable. Some have simply fallen by the wayside when another shiny-new, exciting project has come along.
I’m not proud of this so most of my unfinished projects have been disposed of, gone and forgotten, so they can no longer haunt me and make me feel undisciplined.
But one piece endures—I love it in spite of its unfinishedness. I think it’s lovely just as it is.
This kit depicting scenes from Aesop’s Fables came out in 1979, the same year I finished a cross stitch sampler. I imagine I felt flush with that success and wanted to keep the feeling going.
This was back when crewel embroidery was cool and you could buy beautiful kits, complete with good instructions and quality yarns.
This project was big and ambitious and gorgeous—I thought so then and I still think so 37 years later.
And yet I didn’t get far with the project. I can’t remember why but it was right when I started grad school and had bought a spinning wheel and . . . who knows?
But I got far enough that I have thought this unfinished object was still worth seeing. It doesn’t make me feel bad in its incompleteness. In fact, I kind of like the effect of one bright, embroidered panel against the subtle line drawings of the other panels.
It’s been with me all these years and has hung on a wall most of that time.
I’ve never intended to finish it and wouldn’t have known where to begin, even if I was inclined.
And, yet, weirdly, recently, even as I had the idea for this post in mind, I came across a plastic bag, in a plastic bin, in an overcrowded garage, along with other unfinished projects.
And look what was in it . . .
Yes, the directions and the yarn. Is this a sign of things to come?
But, enough about me! Let’s talk about you. How do you like my unfinished object?
Do you finish everything? Do your unfinished projects ever make you happy, just as they are?