It all fall into places

A while back, I scribbled about what I have been finding out about myself as a baby tatter. And in there, I mentioned how I seem to have an irresistible preference for motives that can stand on its own but at the same time form an integral part of a whole. I want to share with you one such example today.

 

Here is the motif on its own.

 

 

Quite simple, but very pretty, isn’t it? But that’s not all – it required little guidance once I got going. I knew exactly which picots to join because it was sitting right in front of me when I reached that point. (I usually have to stretch or squeeze and take extra care to make sure I have identified the correct picots when I join elements.) I knew exactly which way to twist and turn because all elements had its own reason for being there and the flow was so natural. I knew exactly how it would turn out because it was all so obvious and self-explanatory.

 

But because the pattern on its own was so simple and pretty and self-explanatory, I hesitated to move to the next phase of connecting motives to create a bigger picture.

Maybe it is too simple to be true, and it will get too complicated for me to handle.

Maybe it cannot get any prettier than it is now, and it could get quite ugly and make me want to throw it all away.

Maybe it will not be as self-explanatory unless I can maintain consistent tension and even stitches and symmetrical shapes, and it would leave me confused and disoriented… defeated.

 

And an additional new fear I have never had to face before:

Maybe it will be too boring to have to make the same motif over and over again, and it will forever be incomplete!

 

Should I quit here so I can save what little dignity I got as a baby tatter? But I’m dying to crawl out of this baby position so I can broaden my horizon and reach new heights. I want to know what more I can do and how far I can get. I felt ready and willing to take on the challenge… But, just to be on the safe side, I chose this long weekend to take it on, so I would have enough time to recover should I be defeated.

 

Well, this is how it turned out.

 

 

What a beaut! See the way the corners of the singular motif come together to complete a circle of their own! Little picots on the chains that just floated now acting as strong bonds between the motives! Everything just fell in exactly the right places, like they belonged there all along, to form this aggregate pattern.

 

And it fell in place in my mind as well – I think I understand better now that progress doesn’t always come easy, but sometimes things work out just fine if you are not afraid to pick up the signs that fall in front of you and let them lead to wherever they take you. Often times, the signs become visible because you are ready and willing.

 

The only thing that did not quite fall in place is the colour I chose… Maybe it is a sign leading me to the next project?!