Dyed in my sleep
Crafting for a happy planet. come on over to www.catinnahat.blogspot.com to continue the journey!
Monday, 24 January 2011
new home...
inside the lair...
The door stays SHUT. The children do not enter without me, so I can leave pins and sewing machines and books open all over the place safely. down side is I am the only one who cleans it, or remembers to close/open windows/adjust the radiator. The postcard on the door helps get me in the "mood" for creating, a favorite quote of mine, from Goethe.
If we open the door and take a peek inside(which is enough for most people), you see the array of bags of knitting projects ready to grab, recycling system(paper, yarn, fabric and rubbish), yarn stash in it's mothproof tupperwares and the Passap knitting machine, which I have yet to master. the window sill has become a shelf for bottles full of buttons, and tins of knitting needles, so when I approach the house from the street I can see my haven and smile!
Inside the room(which I DID NOT decorate, by the way) you are assulted by stacks of banana boxes of fabric, plastic tubs of fleece, worktable, rocking chair, sewing machines everywhere and just stuff, I am sorry to say. It just barely fits two people working in there, but then you can't get around at all!
So, there is an overview of what it is like in my Craft room. I hope to update on the specifics in greater detail, as it can be interesting to see what makes a difference to people in the way they craft.
Monday, 20 September 2010
apple juice concentrate
Friday, 30 July 2010
Monday, 12 July 2010
all the knitting in the house go YEAH!
Wednesday, 16 June 2010
keeping the batts away!!
I talked with them about what was up to, reminded them to keep there fingers away from the carder(Small Girl has had some misadventures before:( ), and went back to my carding. moment later, refocused on there playing, to overhear Small Girl saying, as she clutched a zip-lock bag of random fibre, " no bats on my wool, I no bats on wool"! so it is not moths that are the big problem for the floof in my house, apparently, but the wool-eating batts!