I have been dabbling with sewing various bags and zipper pouches over the past few months. I weave them in between my quilting work. Even my 10-year-old has grown an interest in making bags. I watched a few videos online and scratched out a quick pattern in my design book and went to work. The pattern goes together quickly, and it wasn't long before people started asking about them. The first few were safe- simple black exterior and lining with an accented pocket. Now that I kind of know what I'm doing, I wanted to jazz them up a little. I really love piecing quilts from crumbs and strips, so I decided to design a few crossbody bags with strips I purchased from an Etsy vendor to see what they would look like. Here are the beginnings of this project. I'll post the finished products in a day or two. I'm still pondering what the pocket will look like. The next area is working with batiks. A client asked for a bag just a little wider. As I was cutting some batik fabric for a different project, I discovered there was just enough fabric left to experiment with a larger crossbody bag, so I went for it. I may add a double zipper to this one. See the original post here.
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So, I'm at it again. Trying out blogging as an outlet to channel my creative side. My first blog post appeared more than 4 years ago following the birth of baby number 4. But then, I went back to work and so went the blog. I find that when I am working, I am so focused on putting my heart into my work, that I don't take time to create. This is why I have made a conscious effort to sew or learn about crafting or chickens or something each day when I get home. There is so much about our day-to-day lives that can keep us from connecting with the world and doing things we really love. We forget who we are....or used to be. At least I did.
Our family traveled to Charleston in September to see our oldest daughter sing in a concert. Being there in that event hall watching the lights dance across the stage reminded me of so many shows. The LeConte's I've know over the years. I missed Charleston. I missed the stage. I missed performing. I missed writing. I missed poetry and music. I missed storytelling and ghost walks. I missed walking on The Battery at night. I missed eating cornbread and honey with good friends after a full day of fun. I missed me. Who I was back then. Who I am way down deep- before I became this person I've been forced to become to conform to the world of the working adult. I am so much more than that. So....I've created this blog to capture this journey of discovery. Over the past three years we've started a hobby farm where we raise chickens, honey bees and a variety of edibles (blueberries, blackberries, scuppernongs, muscadines, apples, peaches, plums, cherries, mulberries, figs, apricots, peaches). I think that may be all. We've probably experienced way more failures than successes over the years, but with each failure Herm reminds me that it is a "hobby" farm. At one time we had over 18 blueberry bushes, and now we don't! We've learned a great deal about droughts and fungi and all sorts of other things that affect our animals and plants. Yet, we press on. I'd like to take you on this journey with us as we continue to learn and grow and raise our kids. ~Penny Candy Thoughts Find the original post here. |
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