In a very corny way I could simply say it is in my blood. Both my parents have always been creative people with loads of hands-on hobbies. It has always seemed like a natural thing for me to do and something I was always encouraged to take part in.
The dress above I sewed over 10 years ago (gah!). With moving and still having a stash of my adolescent possessions at my Dad’s house this is the earliest example of my handiwork that I could come up with. My great-grandmother worked as a seamstress who also taught my mother to sew and my mother taught me to sew.
Sewing is not the only thing I do. I’ve taken up many hobbies over the years and some of the ones that have stuck with me include:
(While not particularly “crafty” in nature, growing from seeds is very hands-on so I think it counts)
A love for making old into new…
I could just say that I enjoy drowning myself with creative pursuits…
After the birth of my son I’ll admit that I’ve had some periods where I really did not do much creatively. A lot of my more crafty activities tended to center around the holidays since it they always seem to inspire me to slow down a bit and make something myself for a change.
As my son has gotten older not only have I made it a point to find more time for creative pursuits but he has also become something of a partner in crime. Sometimes helping and sometimes suggesting projects for mommy to make.
Of course this has led him to becoming mommy’s geek in training. 😉
This little insight into my inner workings was inspired by a recent post over at Swoodson Says…