Recently, Meg at Livin' The Life was talking about sewing. Now, I don't do a lot of sewing, but I enjoy it when I do tackle a project. This has not always been the case. It took me a long time to figure out that if I was ever going to enjoy sewing, an art and craft I wanted to be able to pursue, I needed to start very simply. Continuing to hurl myself at patterns that, as best I could tell were written in Klingon, might get me trip to the ER but wouldn't buy me any satisfaction. I needed to start with something very simple, something where I could actually envision all the pieces and how they go together before I started. I made a cube. Seriously. I made it as a toy for my nephew who was an infant at the time. It wasn't fancy, but it stayed together and looked like a cube. Success! I doubt I will ever tackle any sewing project of great complexity, in part because I sew strictly by hand. The machines... they confuse me. But this is okay. I am at one with my method. We work well together.
These days, my sewing projects run strictly toward the utilitarian. I get a real kick out of making useful items with fabrics I really love. It makes the daily routines easier to swallow to use items lovingly made by hand. So, with Meg as my inspiration and necessity as the impetus, I set out to build myself a shopping bag. And here is the result...
Tomorrow, if my heart rate is back to normal, I'll tell you the story of The Bad Dogs In The Garden.
Ahhhh, the serenity
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