It’s one of my favorite things in people (those who have it at least), particularly creative folks.
My mother-in-law made this, by hand (no machine).
It was for a challenge her quilt guild put forth. It’s actually a combo of two challenges. The first was to combine black, white, and one other color which is assigned. She got “Cheddar” and pretty much threw up her hands. I would have too. Then this more recent challenge, which I can’t remember well, had to do with curves I believe.
She thinks it’s a little too much. I think she needs to put it away for a while and then take it out and look at it. It’s what happens when we work hard on something new, outside of our comfort zone. All we can see is doubt. I think she needs to put it away until she can see it the way I do. I think it’s amazing and beautiful.
If she ever does become satisfied with it, she’ll likely never say that it is great. Such is the greatness of her modesty.