ready, set, nah

Have you ever had something you really wanted to do, but then for some reason the mood shifts and it gets moved to the side or abandoned completely? I have that happen all the time with my making, I’ll have an idea, daydream about it (plan what materials to use & how cute it’s gonna be), draw out the details, gather supplies, and then not actually start it. Sometimes it’s because of other obligations, or other projects, but sometimes there’s no reason at all. I’m trying to be sweeter to my creative heart when the excitement fades and appreciate the happiness the planning brought me. Letting myself move along, maybe coming back to it later, maybe not. I tell my inner attitude it’s not time wasted, it’s not lazy, it’s exploration, it’s helping me be better prepared for it, when I’m ready for it.

It happens with my knitting too. I’ve had this pattern for a while (Ok, I just looked, I purchased it in 2016!) and over that time I’ve thought about this shawl a lot, and each time it bubbles back up to the top, I get a smidge closer to actually starting it, I can’t exactly put my finger on why I haven’t cast on yet, but choosing not to force it, will make it all the more enjoyable when I do.

Other times it’s the opposite, when an idea goes from a random thought on a Wednesday to a fully formed thing by Friday.

I wanted a shirt, so I made a shirt. I found some sheer cotton lawn fabric, drafted out a simple boxy top pattern and got to it. Revised a few iffy bits and version 2 is already on the cutting table.

(๐Ÿ’• Sewing beautiful things for my body out of weird stash fabrics because I can. It took ages to learn I was perfect the whole time, and it was society and fast fashion that had the size problem.)

Giving myself room to develop ideas, a place to start or come back to without any set expectations, allowing mistakes, changing directions, taking notes along the way, remembering productivity doesn’t have to mean physical production.

(๐Ÿ’• Making the slow moving glitter shakers of my childhood took way more time and effort than I thought it would, but Lex is an enthusiastic and calm craft companion and when I would start to get rumpled, she’d say or do something cute and snap me back. The trade off is, she’s messy as shit, So Much Glitter Face!)

Unexpected magical things just happen when you give something room to grow.

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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. ๐Ÿ’•

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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