12.07.2009

Making Stuff.

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!

2 comments:

Amber said...

I would love to see photos of your bedroom....and other rooms of the house once you finish them! I'm getting ideas for when I grow up and get a house (too bad houses in my area start at 165,000 for a house I wouldn't let my enemies live in - to get a decent fixer its at least 185,000!).

RoxxieRae said...

The bedroom is pretty bare at the moment, I don't really have anything on my walls and just try to keep the nightstand as clutter free as possible... having my second bedroom set up to work in has helped since i'm not doing like, EVERYTHING in my bedroom anymore.