A little Fabric Friday

I brought a lot of fabric home from that really great auction this summer, but you didn't see much of it. That's because I took a lot of photos, but I put the fabric away before I downloaded them. And I didn't like the photos. They were unworthy of the fabric. I wanted only the best for it.

 
The relationship I have with my fabric collection is complicated and probably unhealthy.

 
Even though this fabric was specifically purchased to be sold, I've been wavering.

 
Procrastinating.

 
I've been ignoring the fact that it's stacked right in front of a shelf I really need to get to. I could not ignore this problem any longer last night. I told myself I didn't have to sell all of the fabric. But I did need to pick out a few pieces that I was unlikely to use and put together a fabric lot for eBay next week.

 
So I figured I could sell some of the lavender. And rose. Maybe a little aqua and pink. Later, I'll work my way through the clear pastels, the greens and finally the primary colors.

 
Maybe. Because this was hard enough, and I'm not even a tiny print, pink and aqua and lavender fan.

 
Baby steps. I'm taking baby steps.


 

 

 

Comments

[Renee]

Let me help you take those baby steps....Lovely collection....Oh fabric is so easy to love. Enjoy your weekend. Smiles...Renee.

[Brenda Kula]

It is so difficult to describe one's relationship with fabric. I had to get rid of much of mine for the move, and it was hard. Like parting with a dear friend.
Brenda

[Into Vintage]

It is complicated, isn't it? The highs, the lows, in love, out of love, the joy, the regrets, the impulse, the mistakes ... it's all there between me and my fabric.

[Kathy]

I can SO relate. I signed up to participate in a button swap and then had to give myself a serious talking to so I could manage to part with swap-worthy buttons.

[Mary]

I sold all my feed sack and pillow ticking to my friend who has a fleatique booth. Kills me to think about it, but at least someone else will have a shot of actually making something out of it.

[Kat]

I have gotten to the point where I will NOT part with ANY of my fabric. None. Nadda. Zip. It's mine. I wanted it. I might not like it sometimes. Might even forget about it. But, it's there right where I left it, patiently waiting for my persnickity inspiration to dim on. I understand the baby steps, but I've locked my legs. Boots in the closet. I don't know HOW you part with your finds! It hurts my heart!

[Martha]

Your cute little prints are the perfect scale for quilt pieces. Thank you for having the courage to let them go -- just hope that I am the winner!