I started scrapbooking for the fun of it. Nothing more than a way to preserve memories and have fun doing it (okay, and to avoid housework). Then I started visiting online communities where people were masters at papercrafting. After a while I started to measure my simple creations against their works of art, and it sucked the joy right out of me.
A representation of my cardmaking skills (I'm even less accomplished at photography) |
Then reality struck like lightning. Sure, I enjoy scrapbooking and cardmaking. I also enjoy jewelry making and sewing. And I love to cook. Well, maybe I just love to eat, and cooking gets me there. But the point is There are lots of things I enjoy. I can't be an expert at all of them.
The one piece of jewelry I actually completed |
Completed but never worn |
Is it really necessary for me to create papercrafting masterpieces that make others drool with envy? Does every piece of jewelry I make have to sparkle with beauty and creativity? Must every culinary endeavor result in a dish that would impress even Martha Stewart? I've always been an underachiever anyway, so maybe I should just dip my toes into all the fun things life has to offer and learn to bask in the glow of mediocrity.
2 comments:
Why in the world have you not worn that gorgeous jacket???? And I love the necklace, too! I'll be watching for the card in December. Thanks for the preview! ;-)
Wow, you make nice things! Most things I make look like a little kid did it. I have a new name for it now, mediocrity, I like it.
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