I have no idea how to do tatting at all. So you already about 60 quintillion times better than me at doing it.
I'm going to persist, I'd really like to be able to do it.
Hang on a minute, there's actual tatting there. You know, as opposed to a tangled mess of thread surrounded by the aura of a string of swear words. (I'm pretty sure that's what I'd produce, it doesn't seem like something I have the patience for - too small scale.)
Actually, right now I have exactly that, courtesy of an unidentified personage who took what I was in the middle of and wound it around the coffee table. I am Unimpressed.
Oh no! Winding around the coffee table is real dedicated sabotage.