Nov 29, 2008 11:29
So I go and join a quilters group and it clearly says beginners welcome. You can't get more of a beginner than me and no I'm not trying to sound a trumpet here but never done quilting before.
But I think to myself, I'm up for the challenge. I have a dear friend encourage me (she formed the group) so let's give it a go.
Expecting that I can do my best with the work that passes over my sewing table and everything be ok we get started.
Didn't take long for the bubble to burst. I now discover there is an underground group of women who class themselves as master quilters and it appears there is more conversation happening behind the scenes than what there is on display.
This has been an eye opening experience for me. I have decided that rather than do work that others feel is less than satisfactory for a beginner, I will keep up with the quilting, stick to the group that is happy to have me as part of theirs and let the other one go.
I'm always up for learning new things and this was definately something I was interested in getting knowledge about. I think it's a shame I wasn't encouraged by my little group of five to help me learn and gain more experience.
I'd rather learn how to quilt properly in my own time. I don't aspire to be someone who crows expert but clearly can't achieve a square or for that matter an accomplished quilter who's heartless.
Perhaps honesty would have been the better way to go but I didn't see how telling someone their work looked like something my dog had thrown up would be helpful. Maybe I concern myself with others feelings too much.
Food for thought.