Looking for My Next Creative Ladder

I’m having a creative crisis. I want to be making things (I hesitate to say art because so much of what I do is based in craft) but I do not know what to make. I’ve made lots of fiber art over the years, much of it in the form of quilts. My current count of unfinished quilt projects is 42 but at best they are something I would like to say I finished, not something I am full of excitement to complete.

Some of my quilt projects I don’t want to touch again. Ever.

I’m not inspired to be quilting, but I don’t know what else to do. It’s frightening. I have lots of quilting supplies to use up and an 18-year investment in the skills I’ve developed. I get a lot of comfort from the process of quilting and I still enjoy the sewing. But I want to be doing something new.

Painter Louis Aston Knight working on his creative ladder... literally!
Painter Louis Aston Knight working on his creative ladder… literally!

When my sister was in art school, she went to her professor with a similar problem. She had learned the skills she wanted to learn, could do the things she had hoped to be able to do. “I’ve reached the top of the ladder I was climbing. I thought I would be done, have a sense of accomplishment. But instead, I look back to where I’ve been and the things I’ve done have lost their shine.”

This describes perfectly how I’m feeling about quilting at the moment. I’m not an award-winning quilter with perfect technique, but I’ve learned what I hoped to learn. I feel like I’ve accomplished what I wanted to with my quilting, and what I’ve done already seems boring, predictable, trite.

When my sister looked up, she saw another ladder she wanted to climb, and she was dismayed. It looked impossible.

Her professor told her she was lucky. “When Van Gogh reached the top of his ladder, he was the greatest painter in the world. That’s why he killed himself. He had nowhere to go.”

Van Gogh needed another ladder. And so do I. But I don’t see it yet and I’m not sure how to find it.

For now, I’m letting myself experiment. I am learning how to spin with a spinning wheel. I’m knitting jelly fish, hoping to unravel the secrets of creating complex three-dimensional shapes. I’m signing up for design workshops. I’m collecting images of fiber art that intrigues or amuses me.

When I don’t have the energy for tackling the unknown, I just head into my studio to spend time there. Even if all I do is tidy up or deal with one of my 42 UFOs, I remind myself I am in the right place.

My creative space is where I need to be

This is where I will catch sight of the next ladder.


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Kit Dunsmore

Kit Dunsmore has believed in the magic underlying the muggle world since she was a child searching for the Shetland pony pooka she was sure was hiding in her back yard. She learned early on that books were magic doors into other worlds, and that she could revisit a beloved character or place by opening the right book. As she grew, she decided she wanted to make magic with words, too. Today Kit writes about things she loves: poodles and dragons, witches and artists, quirky underdogs and loyal friends. Whether her setting is 6th-century England, the imaginary Twelve Kingdoms, or an art-obsessed version of modern America, magic always finds its way into her story. She enjoys turning fairy tales inside out and watching characters sacrifice everything to reach their goal, but she also believes in happy endings. When she isn't writing, Kit experiences magic by making things with her hands. Over the years, she's made quilts, fabric sculptures, collages, sweaters, and blank books. Her newest interest is learning how to spin her own yarn, a skill guaranteed to strengthen one of her many delusions: that she is a self-sufficient pioneer woman. She also thinks she is a hobbit, a witch, an artist, and a good cook. Living in the foothills of Colorado, Kit enjoys the giant skies and prairie landscapes which suit her need for wide open spaces. In addition to hiking through glorious scenery with her husband or imagining herself living in the Middle Ages, Kit works as a pillow for her miniature poodle and polishes the next small piece of her handmade life.

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