Something in the wind

I usually start each day checking in with the blogs I follow, written by a bunch of compadres I've never met but with whom I feel kinship and find knit design motivation. In today's review I came across not 1 but 2! posts talking about lately failed, or stuck, design attempts. These were particularly meaningful to me since this is where I've been for the last 3 weeks! Alas – though my misery enjoys this company for sure.

My past 3 designs – Jeanette, Laura, and Elizabeth – have been labors of love. Ideas flowed, pieces worked up just as I imagined, and I couldn't wait to get to work each day. Hooray! Then came Lillian, my latest lady friend, whose first iteration was deemed by Juliet to be mall-like, i.e. looks like mass production, so ah, no.. A few days later, continuing my search for inspiration, came growing exasperation and probably too much complaining. "You know mum," Juliet said, "I think it's okay to be confused." I'll assume she learned that from me since I'm the mum, right? But ya, turns out she's the wise one and I needed the reminder. I decided to organize my idea binder – images collected over the past 30 years from magazines, catalogs, anywhere, that contained any design feature that ever caught my eye; there are hundreds. It proved to be a helpful exercise as repeating themes emerged, and once again I felt off and running. So now, after significant knitting already done I find myself – too late – stuck on colors. Lillian will use 2, and I'm undergoing serious second guessing about my original plan. I've got other options in my yarn stash. Could it be that none of them work well together? I placed an order for an alternative for one, got excited about it, then received a sweet, but disappointing out-of-stock email, asking me to reselect or wait several weeks. Ugh. I chose another and am now awaiting its arrival, feeling a bit pessimistic I'll admit, but we'll see. Then came last night's beautiful Project Runway winner serving as further motivation for me to shake things up.

So, something in the wind, or just the nature of the beast?  Probably bit of both as seasons change, but noteworthy is that Mary gave me comparable angst last year just about this same time. She's one of my favorites now. I'll try to remember this as I grapple – or more likely, I'll just wait for Juliet to remind me.