Yesterday and today I spent every available crochet moment working on what I expect will be the last thirteen boho hearts for the foreseeable future.
There were some missteps along the way where I discovered that I had missed a critical stitch or added one that didn’t belong, but after some frogging here and there and weaving in lots and lots of ends, I finally had all of the remaining 13 hearts I wanted to get done finished:
The colors had not come easily. I had stood by a window to get the natural light that informs each of my color decisions; some of the decisions worked out well, and some of them were “interesting” and needed to be frogged. But eventually, every heart was finished with each end woven in and trimmed.
Now, I thought, would be a good time for a group photo, so I collected all of the boho hearts into one place and laid them out:
Sunset was not too far off and my dog, Clooney, wanted to go for a walk, so it was hurry up job, placing one heart next to another with only a cursory thought as to where each heart was in relation to another, and then, in the blink of an eye, it was time to gather them together and put them away, which I did:
I stacked and sorted them, and then put them in a box that had once held candy, and is now the perfect conveyance for these boho hearts.
One of the things that makes craft “craft” rather than art, is that craft has an explicit purpose and use. The finished object will keep you warm (think blankets, socks, hats, scarves, gloves), it will protect you (think blankets, socks, hats, scarves, gloves, and potholders), it will help you clean (think dishcloths, tawashi, and Swiffer® covers), and at a future date, the purpose and use of these hearts will be more fully explained.