Now, this might look like a simple yellow lace top. That’s exactly what I thought when it was suggested to me.
Little did I know I was heading straight into my creative nadir. (At least, I really hope this was it. I’m not sure I could handle worse.)
This project took so long, I changed jobs… and got promoted…  before I even ready to weave in the ends.
But to say I learned nothing would be unfair.
It tested my patience. Made me realise there are skills I need to glean… plenty of them.
It also forced me to face the quiet truth: I hold myself to standards. (Not entirely a bad thing, I think.)
Now, with hard-won lessons and a slowly returning spark, I feel just brave enough to try something new.
A few fresh ideas are already fluttering in.