I've been making things like crazy lately. From changing a thrift store sewing table into something wonderful and weird, to bringing my crazy ideas of a bedroom decorated ENTIRELY with fiber arts to life...
I still bake bread a lot, the other day I finally cooked up some brussels sprouts that my lovely great aunt & uncle sent home with us on thanksgiving. I also made lentil soup that lasted me a week.
Mostly, I sit in my craft room that now houses a chair that I bought on Craigslist and intend to reupholster (until I do, it's comfy and doesn't smell like cat pee or anything), and I watch whatever strikes my fancy on netflix instant viewing, and I make things.
It seems I always have excuses for not updating this blog, this is just my latest in a long line... I guess it comes down to not being on fire for taking photos and writing about food... Part of it, I think, is that I want this to be a place where people come to get inspired and make things, but I don't know how to do that. I get people clamoring for recipes instead.
Even when I make things with my hands, that still isn't how I work.
I have never been cut out to teach, as I can't remember the time before I acquired whatever knowledge I have. It's a strange phenomenon. I have a weird lack of empathy for the learning curve.
At the very least, I will post pictures of my finished objects... And i'm always glad you guys read even if there's a lame lack of content. Thanks!