I've long since been bitten by the lace bug. First with crochet, then knitting, but now most recently I've been striving to tackle two other lace techniques (both crochet oriented) that I had been leery of at first: broomstick lace & hairpin lace.
When I first saw the former I couldn't fathom how it was done, and the latter boggled my mind even more. Hairpin became a little clearer when I realized it used a special tool, but then I was daunted by the fact that I didn't know how to use it and wasn't sure I could "get it". (Which altogether now sounds ridiculous to me as I seem to take to fiber arts with gusto and quickly progress in technique.) A few weeks ago I finally got up the courage to mess about with broomstick lace, and realized how silly I was thinking it was difficult. Now that medium has turned into a separator curtain I will be working on for myself. Hairpin lace still eluded me, up until tonight. Finally I saw a pin on Pinterest and looking at it it somehow seemed less scary so I looked it over and then realized I could fake the funk and make my own make-shift loom to try it out.
Now I find myself drooling over a handmade loom, and contemplating all the lace I will make with it (not that I have any idea of what this lace will make) and how utterly lovely it will be. Then there is the curtain I've taken to working on this eve, a fuzzy orange and canary yellow color to afford us a separator for a door in our apartment that is a semi-public thoroughfare.
Obsess much? I find it all funny. Alternative type person as I am, messing about with something so delicate & girly as lace. Had I told myself ten years ago I would be doing this I would have scoffed and denied it, simply for the fact that "I'm not a lace person". And yet here I am. Funny how things work out.