Since then I have never wavered from my stitching but my tastes have changed. Discovering the world of primitive work and antique reproductions has provided me with a small corner of my life where I am free from my perfectionism and without that I am quite sure I would have gone mad years ago. I have applied this principal to my stitching, sewing, decorating . . . it has extended its' reach throughout my life (thankfully). It occurred to me a few months ago (I'm not sure what took me so long) that I might extend that philosophy into piecework as well.
It took longer than I had planned (as do most things) but I couldn't be happier with the results. I chose colors and placement based on what I had in my stash and what pleased my eye and forgot all those rules I'd read about years ago. The borders are pieced because I had strips left over from making the squares and saw no reason to let them sit unused.
My seams don't line up.
My points aren't perfect.
You know what? I don't care. Say it with me. I DON'T CARE. That felt good :)
I am pleased with it. So much so I believe I will quilt and bind it (first time I've ever been happy enough with a piece to invest that much additional work into it) as soon as I'm caught up on some of my stitching that is. I did promise you progress on that sampler . . .
P.S. I forgot to add the photos when I posted earlier . . . that's what I get for bloggin and cooking at the same time :)