Originally Posted by quiltin chris
When I get in my perfectionist quilting mode, I just look at some old quilts made by my husband's grandmother.
They are a real treasure but they are anything but perfect.
Still pretty.
Then I think about how the pioneer women made their quilts--from discarded clothing and by the light of a candle or lantern. No place for perfection there.
Then I pretend I can make mine look as good as theirs.
Works everytime. If they suit me then that's ok.
Chris
Ditto my thought's also :D