I caught a little spring fever in the middle of a snowstorm and my symptoms included mild levels of creativity, the urge to experiment, and severe longing for the soft colors of plastic easter eggs. I started feeling much better after replenishing my shop with the results:
I love surprises, so when I was informed that I'd been included in my FIRST etsy treasury, I was stoked! An airy, nature-loving collection by rjdesignhut. Things like this keep my confidence afloat, and in a sea of beauty over there, sometimes I need a life-jacket. You know?
Often, I find myself overwhelmed by the amount of creative things I want to learn or do. I have lists of ideas, half-finished projects, and drawers busting at their seems with beads, buttons, ribbon, and glue. I could never limit myself to one art media, even if I wanted to. One thing that I've yet to tackle is: SEWING!
The Christmas before my mother passed away in 2006, Santa brought me a Singer -- the same brand she'd used for years and years. I can honestly say that its the most cherished gift I have ever received, though it's taken me this long to lay a finger on it. She never got the chance to teach me everything she knew about needle &thread, and until recently, I couldn't bare to open the box and face the fear of doing it alone.
I've been hopping around the online sewing world for some inspiration on where to start (I'm slightly obsessed with fabric and can roam the wonderland of Joann's for hours, so don't worry, I'm covered there!) When all of the sudden, I stumbled over my own two feet and fell face first into a big pile of LOVE:
I had to wipe the drool off my chin after spotting this beauty. Of course, I would be inspired by prettying-up the machine itself, rather than an actual sewing project. It only makes sense (:
