My friend Christine Haws runs for a reason. Every summer for more than 15 years, she has trained, begged donations, and flown herself across country to participate in an endurance event to raise money for the fight against childhood cancer.
She’s been there, done that, and got the tshirt. Over and over again. And this year she’ll do it again.
It’s her thing, and I applaud her for it.
So when she asked me to craft her a quilt from her souvenir shirts, I said sure. She offered some money. I said OK. Not because I like to sew for money (I don’t) or because I thought it was enough to pay me anything above minimum wage (it wasn’t), but because if I was doing it for free it might never happen.
And I did actually want to make this quilt. To honour Chris, and the effort she puts in for her worthy cause. I usually sponsor her each year, but twenty-five bucks is peanuts compared to sewing a quilt (as you sewists out there can appreciate).
As it was, it took a long time. I pieced the top late last year sometime. I had plenty of excuses to leave it sitting in a crate for months. Breakups, overseas travel, moving, business trips. There’s always a reason to procrastinate, right?
But this morning – ta da!! – I finished the damn thing.
For that, I have to thank Mookie. I had planned to visit her in San Francisco this weekend, but she let me know a few days ago that she was up to her armpits in alligators, and it wasn’t a good time for me to come.
All of a sudden, Christine’s quilt rose to the top of the list.
So here’s my question to you: Do you sew (paint/craft/insert other artform here) for a reason? Or just for the joy/learning experience/satisfaction of the act itself? Or is it a mixture? What do you get out of it?
What’s your motivation?