When I was 13ish, I took home economics where I was "taught" to sew. Except the teacher had one foot into her retirement and zero tolerance for creativity, understanding or compassion.
Fast forward to the end of the term and she found my sewing project an abysmal mess. It was. I'd asked for guidance from her several times, only to be blown off. The teacher held up my abysmal mess to the class in an effort to shame me and as an example of terrible sewing. I lost it on her and said lots of things I had on my mind. Somewhere after that, the Powers that Be, thought I should be in shop class. They were right. I loved shop and I hated sewing from that moment on.
One day, Bonus Mom patiently sat with me and taught me the basics of sewing. However, I wasn't in the season of my life to truly make it a hobby. And then I retired and moved to Texas where Val taught me to sew and Bob taught me to quilt in the first ten months I lived here. Every sewing project I work on now is done with gratitude to the three who helped me learn these skills.
These projects I post here will hopefully, someday, remind my children how important creativity and inspiration is. I'm far from an expert. I want to tackle more complicated projects (clothes) at some point, but for now, I'm happy with what I'm doing.
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| A going away table runner for Corona Ginny. |
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| A birthday present for a shut-in neighbor. |
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