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Collages as Self-Care

This is an end-of-the-year photo collage I made for my old blog back in 2018; I cobbled together pics of the best of the quilts and quilted objects I made throughout that year. I did this for some time until my arthritis started seriously damaging my hands, and I couldn't quilt as much as I wanted anymore.

I like seeing at a glance what I have been able to do in a year, and it reminds me that all in my life is not negative. For self-care maybe I should revisit this habit in some different ways.

I did a couple of quick mock ups to see if I have enough pics to put together (I would wait until the end of the year and redo this one before making it official, obviously.) I'm crocheting a lot lately, though, so an annual crochet collage would be fun.

I could also do seasonal themed collages of the different projects I make, as well as fun thrifted finds. I tend to only put any value on my quilting, but I do a lot of other things, too, so everything doesn't have to be about quilting.

I don't get any praise (or notice) for anything I make unless I post pics of it online. I don't really need praise, either, because I'm not talented. Still, it's uplifting to share what I'm doing with others. I don't feel as if it's worthless when I can show someone else my accomplishments. I'm also not hiding it like I used to because I was afraid of what others would say because I'm at such a basic level. I could also do collages of a lot of other things, like cooking, the pups, sunsets, road trips and just interesting things I see out there in the big wide world.

In the near future I'll try and make a new accomplishment collage as part of my new self-care regime, and see how it turns out.

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