The Radical Act of Slowing Down
Let me be honest with you...there is absolutely nothing fast about wet felting. And the longer I do it, the more I realize that’s not a flaw. That’s the whole point. We’re living in a world that keeps telling us to hurry. Hurry up and decide. Hurry up and finish. Hurry up and make it profitable. Even the things we love are supposed to be quick now. Scrollable. Consumable. Done in under a minute. Wet felting just…refuses. A Craft That Won’t Be Rushed When I’m wet felting, I’m standing there with warm water, soap, and loose wool fibers, and I already know how this is going to go. Slowly. There’s no shortcut that doesn’t come back to embarrass you later 👀 If you rush it, the wool tells on you. Thin spots. Weak seams. Something that looks okay at first but doesn’t hold. And honestly? Life does that too. This process forces me to slow my body down before my mind even gets the memo. I can’t multitask. I can’t rush ahead mentally while my hands are still working. The wool needs atte...