Showing posts with label past life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label past life. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2009

Like Roadkill, Possibly

*bleh*

My crafting mojo has disappeared. I've been trying to finish the blue deer above for quite some time. Then there's the half quilted quilt...anyway, there have been a lot of good, happy and exciting things going on in my personal life. They have sort of sucked my energy away, so when I have a free moment, I turn to Lexulous or staring vacantly at the wall to unwind. The muse has left the room, but I hope he returns soon.

What do you do when you need to get the creative juices flowing again?

*Jenny Hart is so cool*

In other news, I went to the SXSW Craftster party with my friend Tiffany back in March. It was good times! I got to meet Jenny Hart, the brain behind Sublime Stitching. She is very sweet in person. Tiffany shared the secret code word with me, so I scored a free pattern.


I definately want to embroider the "Hi, how are you?" alien on a onsie. One day...when the crafting mojo flows again...

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Sleepwalking


I made this headboard in 2005; it was for my first apartment, a little 425 a month one bedroom in a not so great part of Dallas.

I slept pretty well there, despite the suspicion that my across the hall neighbor was a drug dealing pimp and the time I called 911 because I thought I heard gun shots (it was some domestic violence that involved throwing things really hard, but no gun.) It really wasn't as bad as it sounds.

I like the 2-Dness of it. My room was too small and my budget too tight to afford a real headboard. One of my goals when I graduated from college was to find a job that gave me health insurance and to buy a queen sized bed, all for myself. I grew up entirely in twin sized beds, so it was an amazing luxury to have all that space to my self.

This time of having a space and a bed completely to myself was rather short-lived, but I moved into a happy relationship and I wouldn't trade an empty bed for a full one.

Still, I treasure this moment in my life.