It’s very cool! And you’re completely right about crafting. My mum, who was an amazing baker and seamstress, didn’t take her own clothing designs seriously ’till she did a fashion course her seventies, and had her designs paraded to acclaim on the catwalk. Though my fav is still the costume she made for my school play turn when I was nine, out of the sitting room curtains.
I was a singing drunk in a nativity play (that the teacher wrote). Wearing a corduroy orange baggy dress affair, with super baggy sleeves. Alas, no photos, though I do remember some of the lyrics, 42 years later.
Oh, I wouldn’t mind failing if I was actually interested in it—that’s what I have writing for! But my brother inherited all the hands-on ability in my generation, and I’m okay with that.
Love to see the lamb, but disappointed you weren't wearing it at the parties.
Feelin' a little sheepish about it now!
If you have no fans of your art, I am dead. It's beautiful and moving and intricate and all around cool, which is how you know it's art.
Sweet angel 😭❤️
It’s very cool! And you’re completely right about crafting. My mum, who was an amazing baker and seamstress, didn’t take her own clothing designs seriously ’till she did a fashion course her seventies, and had her designs paraded to acclaim on the catwalk. Though my fav is still the costume she made for my school play turn when I was nine, out of the sitting room curtains.
Oh I love this story. What was the costume of? Do you have pics?
I was a singing drunk in a nativity play (that the teacher wrote). Wearing a corduroy orange baggy dress affair, with super baggy sleeves. Alas, no photos, though I do remember some of the lyrics, 42 years later.
I used to play guitar/sing in bands and now play a little piano. That's my secret craft!
Ooh, you should share yourself playing a favorite song!
“Okay, here’s Wonderwall…”
(But seriously - yes!)
You continue create the coolest stuff known to humanity 🔥🔥🔥
Only because it's the best way I know to connect with other cool people like you ❤️
I've always envied people with the ability to craft. I fail epically at anything that could remotely be termed "hands on".
I encourage this! Failing is the first step to being kinda good at something, says the philosopher Jake the Dog.
Oh, I wouldn’t mind failing if I was actually interested in it—that’s what I have writing for! But my brother inherited all the hands-on ability in my generation, and I’m okay with that.