Scraps

One of the last photos in existence of these peachy walls. (There’s probably more, this one just has a cute silkscreen of kiki in it 🖤 miss you old lady.)

In order to start the rearrange I knew I was going to be the first to pack up (and last to unpack), luckily the whole gang jumped in to help me. I thought it was going to be emotionally hard to sort 20 years of collecting into keep, toss and donate, but it wasn’t. If anything it made me realize how much unused crap (specifically from the years 2000 through 2009) I had accumulated! I was never a scrapbooker but my paper, rubber stamps and tools would have you think differently.

The paint is dry, the dusty never seen corners are cleaned, the end is just out of sight, but still close enough to feel OK and much less rushed. There wasn’t much I could do while everyone was busy setting up and settling into their new spaces. My entire studio was now in boxes in the living room, I was taking my time plotting out my new corner, the shelving I wanted, the storage I needed. I ended up using things we already had around the house rather than buying much new. An old ikea cube system from lex, a chest of drawers, I repainted a vintage slot storage thing that I’m using for some of that dang scrapbook paper. It’s not perfect, but it’s a start and over time as I find better solutions, I can swap out things that don’t work great. While I loved the look of the old studio, I’m not trying to recreate it. Yes it will have plump shelves full of this and that, it will also have more things that are amanda 2025, things that I gathered after the old studio was already set up and never found a proper home in it. My focus: Cute shit, easy access, less dust, sewing, knit/crochet.

(P.S. We forgot how much painting sucks, we were going to do more but after we painted over that peach, we all agreed no fucking thanks.)

Oh and on top of all that, I crocheted this cute thing 🤎 because it felt like fall for 2 seconds and a cozy brown mood washed over me.

I love scrappy projects, even though they slightly stress me out. I usually over complicate and over think the color placement, but the idea I could finally clear out all the leftover bits that I’d been stuffing into plastic zip bags really played into my use it up or get it the F outta here attitude.

I was trying to be very random (which is actually really hard to do!), my brain kept wanting to fade colors. Brain wins.

It used up the equivalent of 4 skeins of fingering weight yarn, roughly 1540 yards! With more than enough odd ball leftovers still remaining for an “all uglys” second version if I want.

Going forward I’m going to try and be the craft bitch I want to see in the world – Buy what I need when I need it, then actually use it.

Favorite thing- That occasional teal.

Least favorite thing – What seemed like a billion yarn tails.

(I always thought I was a selfish maker, but my scraps say otherwise. The brights, teals and purples are not my colors, they are from things I made for someone else. The bland beigey bits, yeah 100% mine ..so I guess it’s kinda like a temperature blanket (but a shawl) and instead of temps it tracks how much I love you.)

More teal, but now with glitter.

“Buy what I need when I need it, then actually use it.” says the girl who bought the hooks that only came in sizes she rarely uses.

I need to figure out a way to display these for my eyes enjoyment, currently they are in clear cases with inserts, very safe, very tidy, but not very visually pleasing.

The portable studio.

Hey the upside of having to go through a lifetimes worth of crap is I found my irons original box. Turns out I bought it way back in 2007, such a good investment apparently.

I also got my covid/flu boosters and my second zoster, holy shit that combo ☠️ me for a hot sec.