I’m not trying to toot my own horn here, but sometimes people say things to me like, “Wow, you are a natural at X” or “I can’t believe you’ve only done Y for such a short time”. And I am amazing (ack, choking on my own ego here). But to be completely honest…my perceived skill might have more to do with good marketing and less to do with actual ability. Case in point: my wet felting adventures.
Wet felting is an ancient process, used for millenia to convert animal fiber into fabric. Water and detergent are applied to layers of hair and agitated to create friction. Microscopic scales on the hair catch on each other, and you end up with a flat matt of fabric. Yurts are made from thick yak felt. Dry felting, which uses barbed needles to accomplish the same matting of fiber but takes much longer, I have figured out. Look at that adorable baby bootie up there. Savor it for a minute. Ok, keep reading now.
I just can’t figure this stupid wet felting thing out! The “shoulder bag” above is not even my first disastrous attempt. The fiber just comes apart in my hands, or matts in all the wrong places. *headdesk*
I’d like to wrap this up with something uplifting like, “If at first you don’t succeed etc etc” but, well, let’s keep the honesty rolling. I never did figure out how to wet felt, and my Aunt Geri took over those projects (her table runners apparently have herds of horses running across them) with my blessing. My advice on projects you just can’t get, after multiple attempts, is this: If at first (and second, and third) you don’t succeed, put the failed project in a plastic sack in the back of your closet and find someone who can do it for you.