Perfect! I went through my pile of just made potholders and found it. Did I really make a potholder that said “My body is perfect”? Is this what I really wanted to say? Didn’t I mean my body is perfect just as it is? What if someone takes it the wrong way, as if I’m saying there’s such a thing a “the perfect body” and all others are imperfect. What if a really vain person buys it and it reinforces a self serving idea that they are better than people who don’t have a “perfect” body? Does perfect even exist?
I thought of changing it, adding the words “just as it is” but there was no room. I thought of getting rid of it, throwing it out. It’s such a bold statement, so bold, I guess it scared me. So I closed my eyes and handed it over to Kim to sew together. When she gave it back to me I stitched up the opening and put it with the others in my pile of potholders for the Collective Arts Winter Gallery.
Then, yesterday I took a picture of that pile and posted it on my site. This morning I got the perfect email for the perfect potholder. Now, I’ve made these specific potholders for the show and I’m being a hard-ass about not selling them before it (so I have something to sell at the show) but sometimes I have to break my own rules. When Anne told me that this potholder was perfect for her daughter and explained why, I knew it was true. Although I don’t know Anne’s daughter or Anne, I obviously made it for her. All those doubts and fears about being misunderstood, fell away. This time it worked. So, Anne gets the Perfect Potholder, the one I unknowingly made for her daughter, and I’ll make something new for the show. Perfect!