I always need
“a way in.” For each dress, some aspect of its design or construction has to
excite and challenge me. Plus, I have to believe that I can do it — that I can
not only make it but that it will be, in some way, beautiful. The challenge
draws me in and meeting the challenge is the reward. It was iffy there for a
while with the cardinal dress, but in the end I am thrilled with it.
For the bird
dresses, the feathers were the attraction. For whatever reason, I love endless
rote tasks like feather making; I’m addicted to finicky work. The idea to do a
pearl dress came about because I have a whack of fake pearls. Since seizing on
the idea, I’ve been ruminating on how to use them and today I think I may have
my plan — at least a starting point.
Many of my plan
As don’t work, however, so anything could happen. But the plan As get me going,
the challenge keeps me at the task.
And speaking of
tasks: I pretty much have my Flame talk memorized. I am thrilled about that
because it means I can go on with making dresses. I am on to the pearl dress
now.
The big
challenge now is the mannequins. For one thing: They are expensive. The other
challenge is storing them. My home is going to fill up with them as I keep
going.
Cathy is in
Mexico. Nicola is in Nova Scotia. Bruce is all over — London, Toronto and
now New York where he will be for the election. Stephen is in Uruguay.
And I am here
and the days are shorter and the rainfall is endless. Worse: I loathe TV and
reading … well if I try to read I fall asleep. Hence the importance of the
dresses: Working on them gives me something to look forward to every day when I
get up.
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