Have you ever had a moment when you felt as though what you did actually meant something? I mean, "meant something to someone else other than yourself?" Not just to your friends and family (who we all know love us, but say things to make us feel better) - but we understand their admiration and compliments are maybe not representative of the general population. Oh, it's appreciated - and well-intentioned, sure - but a little, shall we say... 'suspect' in its objectivity?
That sounded a tidbit harsh (- sorry), but I want to remain unflinchingly honest here.
If you are a creator of some sort, and you put time and energy and creative juices into something, and it comes out at least as well as you planned for it to, you admittedly enjoy receiving positive comments (of some nature) from those who encounter it. Right? Let's face it, even though we should be creating for the sake of making ourselves happy, we like the adulation from others to validate the whole thing. [feeling others nodding vigorously in agreement]
So, when I say I like to know that something I make (or do) has a meaning or purpose, or finds a thumb's-up from another person, I am decidedly pleased and do feel completely validated.
Case in point:
For the second time this year, something I have made (or am in the process of making) has been featured in a very public way before a group of like-minded creators (quilters). When I found one of my photos of an unstitched blocks from VGS as the banner image for an online group, I was astounded. At least the administrator for the group said she "admires" my design work.
Earlier in the year, she posted another image from my current crazy quilt project as the banner image. That one she said was "exquisite", and that it added "class" to the group. The whole of the group is not the least bit effusive, so it garnered not much n the way of comments, but I was pleased that it should be given so prominent a position by someone - and to receive unsolicited praise.
The fact is that she chose to look through my work of her own accord and select some of it to lead with, well... it meant something.
[happy sigh]
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