January Quiet

The January studio is tidy and cold, the light is sometimes so harsh and other times barely there. I really don’t mind at all. Trying to remember to always look close and appreciate what makes me happy, and force myself to take the time to trim away the things that don’t. That industrial tape dispenser makes me happy, so does that glowing milk carton.

There is always room to improve, there is a major stamp pad situation that might need handling. I don’t even know how that happens (wait I do ..does anyone remember Archiver’s stores? I loved those stores so much!) I trimmed my stock back a bit last year, only keeping the weird ones, like the destressing inks, glitter inks, glue inks, glow inks, and all the scented pads, yes in my world the green ink is spearmint scented and the pink, bubblegum! I can’t remember the last time I reached for some of these though, so maybe it’s time for another go through?

I think I will always love little fiddly knits, using the small scraps from past projects for cute new stuff, wool brooches endlessly have my heart. πŸ’•

Still not a fan of the wintering plants and I’m torn about the antique dresser, mostly because it’s a hiding place, currently holding overflow bric-a-brac that at the time of the big clean out I couldn’t let go of. It’s been easier since then to pick away at the layers, I still find things that seemed important then, that I’m now willing to part with. Starting to understand that I don’t need to pad myself with stuff, taking notes on the difference between useful and useless in terms of things I hope, plan, wish to use and useless things I hang onto because of the emotion or money I put into them.

Just appreicating current favorites and when they aren’t favorites, being ok with letting them go.

I do love capturing the moody and mundane, sometimes with just the right amount of merk and muck (my winter wasteland), I don’t want to ever overlook or forget the simple everyday.

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Ending like I began or beginning like I ended.

When I first taught myself to crochet most of my hooks, patterns and yarns were found second hand, so a lot of what I made had a modern granny feel, studying the patterns, memorizing the terms and learning the delicate movements of thread crochet gave me such an appreciation for the tools, the dedication of time and most of all the makers. The only sad thing with second hand is you rarely know the history of what you have, how much love was poured through it or how many hours of joy it gave, still to this day I have a hard time leaving any vintage hook, or booklet behind.

I can only hope 100 years from now someone finds my crochet hook collection as endearingly sweet as I find these old tools. πŸ’•

Ending a decade like I began it, and heading into a fresh new one the same, with a deep love for handmade and history and crocheting snowflakes. πŸ’•

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Pattern: Inscribed Snowflake by Julia Hart

I’ve updated my starching method from homemade sugar slurry to a ready made spray bottle hard starch specifically for thread, yarn and fabric. Stiffy and Stiffen Quick are the ones I’ve used. (They smell like pva “Elmer’s” glue, and that has me curious if I could just water down regular glue and make my own?!?)