Cottoning On.

I have finally gotten around to facing my demons and utilising my sewing machine again. I have always been a little afraid of my machine as I thought that either I should or the expectation around me would be, to be able to whip up and turn out wonderful garments with quality tailoring fit for the fabulous…ahem (parden the pun).
The truth is I’m not a good sewer, far from it, I have thread coming out of places it's just not meant to come out of. But I do love the process of making and crafting or for want of other words, messing about. Believe it or not I actually did my foundation studies in Texiles whilst at Art college in Chester many moons ago. I was even compared to an early Vivienne Westwood by my tutor (apparently she couldn’t sew either). The point is I had the ideas and used whatever material or medium that was handy to me, paper, plastic, whatever. Yet I still felt I shoud have the precision of a Chanel Couturess if I was cheeky enough to use a sewing machine. In hindsight, I probably should have done a stint in Desmonds and learned the trade that way

Anyhow, I realise now I don’t need to be a first class seamstress to use the machine. It is simply another tool, another medium I can use to create. So, (or is that sew) I’ve cottoned on and have returned to my love of using and sewing on different mediums.


Ok, so sewing isn’t the main element, paper, tearing, painting, gluing all come into the process. I’ve been making some cards as a starter project and this has also helped bring me back to rediscover my love of paper.

So here’s a few of the first batch, stocking up for the stall...(if it is still going ahead, but thats a different story, will hear and tell more about that later).