It is not the best applique in the world, nor the straightest quilt in the world, but I still enjoy it's whimsy and remember fondly the fun I had making it - and all the mistakes I worked around. Obvious mistake - the cup at the bottom right that is turned the wrong direction.
The extra star on the side of the cap below is because I accidently cut a hole in the quilt when I was cutting threads, so I appliqued a star over the hole.
When hanging this quilt today I was reminded that quilting, for me, should be about fun. It is too easy for me to get caught up in the "what will other people think" road of perfectionism. When I was a novice, I had a lot more fun with quilting. Now that I know what is excellent and what is not, I find myself having less fun and feeling like quilting is another hard test of my abilities.
Where do you draw the line between improving and going down that less-than-fun road to perfectionism? Is it still fun if you are critical of your own work to the point of avoiding it?
Those are my deep thoughts for the day. What do you think?