I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the projects that bring me the most rewarding feelings – whether it be in the planning, the doing or the enjoying afterward. I know for some, paint is the answer to any question. For me, it’s fabric and fibres (yarns, etc).
There’s really no surprise in that. My Mom is a long time seamstress turned quilter. Both of my Grandmother’s knit and crochet things of great beauty – and warmth! My Dad is a knitter. His Dad knew his way around a sewing machine, as well.
I started knitting when I was 18. For about 15 years I designed and knit pretty much anything. I used to joke with the Ogre that I could knit a couch! I probably could, but can’t see any reason to, though.
I had to stop knitting, due to the repetitiveness of the motion. I was experiencing too much physical discomfort in my arms, shoulders and neck.
So, I started sewing. First by machine, then by hand. I love working with fabric. Feeling it in my hands as I hand sew is a relaxing, zen thing for me. Most of my sewing is done by hand. (I own two machines, but prefer my little needle and thread!). I began belly dancing, and the costuming for that was exciting and thrilling. There’s something so wonderful about taking a floppy piece of fabric and turning it into a bedlah (bra and belt) or circle skirt.
When we started planning for this move, I put my needle and fabric away for a while. Walls need painting, furniture needs refinishing… sewing and beading just had to be put on the back burner for a while.
Of course, I did do a bench cushion for the mudroom. And a curtain panel for the doorway leading to the basement. Now I’m working on some curtains for the patio door.
But I have an idea percolating in the back of my brain. A way to use fabric to shore up the wood working skills I don’t have. I’m hoping to experiment with that this coming weekend. I’ll keep you posted.
I will tell you, though, that it has something to do with this lovely…
I’d really love to see your comments on the projects I do and the ideas I have. I learn more from critiques than praise, but, honestly, I adore praise (and who doesn’t?).
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