I have been putting off my first post with the hope that something amazing would jump into my head that would be witty, clever and generally worth reading. I then realised that I could be waiting a long time for this, so what the hell.
Making things has been a part of my life since I was a small child. When I wasn’t reading, I was making something, it was just the way it was. While I can’t paint or draw for toffee, I can sew, embroider, knit, crochet, felt, cut and stick, solder and glitter with the best of them. I suffer from chronic pain, so over the last 6 years ‘doing things’ has helped my sanity as well as giving me something to do.
Whatever you make, with each stitch, brush stroke or cut, you are putting a bit of yourself into what you do. You can’t help it, and with what I do, you’ll probably find more than the odd strand of cat hair.