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A Year in Pics

Back in 2018 I made all these quilts and fabric projects. It was one of my better years as a maker, and I had a lot of fun. I used to do an end-of-the-year collage like this one to celebrate what I managed to accomplish.

2024 is shaping up to be one of my favorite years for creativity, probably because I've tried so many new things, like making this quilt out of my old t-shirts.

I've also revisited old skills and used them in new ways.

Challenging myself has helped me accomplish more, but so has being aware of my moods and working on being more positive. I'm really proud of the fact that I only had one upset day to date in 2024. I also think looking back helps motivate me to move forward with confidence.

Rather than try to make an end of the year collage (all the stuff I made in August makes that difficult), I think I'll put together a photo album of the projects I think turned out best and post a link to that at the end of the year.

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