I am not one of nature’s artists. I know I can’t draw or paint, but sometimes I delude myself about my ability to undertake other creative tasks. Take for example the time I decided to bake my son a train cake for his birthday, like the one my friend made for hers. Baking cakes I can do, and she said it was easy to make the carriages & engine from sponge cake. At 3 am, surrounded by bits of sponge cake hacked into random shapes and soggy with tears, I found out that her definition of ‘easy’ was different to mine (and then went to the 24 hour supermarket to buy a damn cake).
This is a lesson I seem to need to keep relearning, apparently. I can crochet, so I can do knock up an amigurumi Darth Maul for my nephew, based on this cute pattern. Right?
I don’t know which aspect of this is worse, my inability to crochet tightly enough for amigurumi (despite using big yarn and little hook) or my attempts to embroider the features on to it? On balance, I think the embroidery is the biggest fail. The tension I can work on (as a self-taught crocheter I can probably learn from some RL crochet gurus) but the embroidery I think falls outwith my creative sphere.