Craftmania

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I’ve been on a DIY bender over the last three days. Making things is a sort of meditation for me but it’s also becoming an escape. Keeping my hands busy keeps me off the social media and away from the relentless reporting of the apocalypse. I don’t want to think about things some days. I just want to create.

So without further adieu, here are some of the things I a-did. Get it? Adieu is pronounced a-do? Nevermind.

Up top is a little embroidered sachet filled with lavender I harvested from our garden. It is the second one that I made. I mailed the first to my niece, but forgot to put a stamp on the envelope.

DAF884B0-303B-41EC-94B1-F9BD708251B4Because I have more watches than watch boxes, I like to make my own out of little balsa wood coffins that the sell at Dollarama before Halloween.

 

Speaking of spooky, I made an articulated skeleton brooch out of off brand Shrinky Dink material. I also made some earrings. Note: this is. Y second attempt at the lightning bolts. Most of my first attempts at realizing concepts are unsuccessful. The next project is an excellent example of success through failure.

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After making my towel dresses over the summer, I decided I wanted to try my hand at some terry cloth tops. I tried to make some blouses from linen tea towels but the just looked awkward. I had picked up a hand towel with a cool geometric pattern at the same time, hoping I would find another to make a nice absorbent top. Summer turned into fall and that never happened. But on Monday I found a print that was at least the same colour so I stitched them together as a little kimono jacket instead of a top. I am pleased.

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September 30th is Orange Shirt Day. This is an annual event to recognize and bring awareness about the terrible legacy of indigenous residential schools. I bought an orange t-shirt when I was in KW but I wanted to be more than just buying something and posting a picture of me wearing it on Instagram. Like I said, making things is meditative for me, and the act of embroidery takes time. It’s kind of like writing lines on a chalkboard, the act itself makes you reflect on the message.

So yeah, I went on a bit of a frenzy. There are even more projects that I started but haven’t finished yet (or didn’t turn out quite the way I envisioned them.