This summer I was looking for a fabric to cover the cradle I had found second hand. I looked through my stash (ever grateful I had sampled and organised it) but deemed the suitable fabric types too precious to use for this purpose. So I started looking online for a fabric that would be perfect – not too cute, with a cool print, and not too expensive. I spent quite some time looking for it, comparing a few different ones, wondering how much I actually wanted to spend. I couldn’t decide so I put it aside for a day.
This process of searching for the right fabric for a project I have in mind always goes the same way. I start out excited, but then after hours of browsing fabric shops I lose track of what I was looking for. I either get overwhelmed by the amount of choice or I find fabrics that I love but aren’t suitable for the project. Then the process reverses: I start looking for patterns that I could use those fabrics for. Either way, I usually finish my search unsatisfied and with my inspiration extinguished.
Disappointed, I took another look at my fabrics and thought: you know, why not use that really nice fabric? It’s there to be used and I didn’t have a specific project in mind for it. For some reason I feel that precious fabrics should be made into beautiful garments. But using them for other kinds of projects might mean that you get to look at them more often. If I made a dress out of this striped, ‘hand printed in India’ cotton from Faberwood, I’d wear it maybe a handful of times. If I used it for this cradle, I’d get to look at it every day. So I decided to use it and I’m glad I did. Well, I thought, I can always make a top with what I have left.
However, when Frida grew out of her cradle, I thought the transition to her bed would be easier if she recognised her surroundings. So I used the remainder of the fabric to make a bed bumper. Another every day object that I get to see a lot, instead of a top that may or may not have been made.
I have to keep reminding myself of these things, especially with my stash challenge this year. I often find myself withholding from using a fabric because I have this idea that precious fabrics should be made into something special. Those special things rarely get made though, so I end up just buying more fabric and hoarding the good stuff. No more of that! Fabric is there to be made into something. I hope I can remember that the next time I hesitate using a good piece.
What about you? Do you easily cut into your good stuff or is it collecting dust like mine?