Monday, April 13, 2015

Last Post

This will be the last post I'm writing for this blog. All future posts will be found on my other blog at www.paperwitheverything.com.

As I've mentioned, it's time for me to simplify. There is a tendency for me to be very spontaneous and to jump into what I think might be a fun thing to do, hence three blogs! But it's high time I moved on and while focusing tends to be quite the challenge for me, that's what I'm doing. All my art, my thoughts, my finds will be found on just one blog!

I would love it if you would continue following me on just that one blog. You won't be inundated with email updates since my posts will probably come once a week if I stay on top of things. Once a month if I don't but I have several projects lined up that I'm excited to share so let's see where this takes us!

Thank you for keeping up with me here. Hope to see you over on Paper With Everything!

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

New Year New Project

December came and went just like that.

Well, maybe not really since I was in a frenzy trying to finish handmade gifts that I said I wasn't making. However, when funds are tight, it's amazing how it becomes possible to shift the minutes so that there are pockets of it for keeping on track with the business of the day-to-day (read: eat regular meals and such) and still finish up gifts in time for handing over on Christmas Day.

I've been asked about the why of this craziness that comes when there are special occasions. Standard answer is that even if the giftee might not like the gift, there is, at least for me, the idea that when I made it, I put a bit of myself in whatever it was I made. The other more obvious one is that the gift will be unique to that person because it's not something that will be found in any shop or bazaar. The third reason is that I really just like making things so I figure I'm sharing the joy of that in some way.

Something came out of making those four bags. I decided that 2015 will be the year I make bags. Here's a little back story.

I'm normally a very calm person--ask my sisters. Most disastrous events in my life have come and gone without very much public drama from my end. I came to the conclusion that since I can have the attention span of a hummingbird, it may happen that I move on instead of dwelling.

But I had something happen to me that occupied my thoughts most of my waking hours. It got so bad that one day, I found myself talking to a picture I have on my cork board of the Divine Mercy. One of the things I do is to stop whatever I'm doing at 3:00 and say the short chaplet followed by a short novena. That particular day, I didn't stop with the novena. I did what might horrify some staunch Catholics. I started berating God.

Yup, there I was, blubbering and sniffling and accusing Him of not paying attention. I went on and on about how He promised this and that and what more does He want--the usual rants of someone who won't listen to reason because no answer will do.

Then I started answering my own questions. This happened very spontaneously--there was no lull in between the ranting and the answering where I could have thought things through. I just segued from demanding answers to giving them.

When I paused to blow my nose, my eyes shifted from the picture of the Divine Mercy to a large note I had pinned above it months before. I had written it because a friend suggested the idea sometime in the Spring. In large letters, I wrote: CAN YOU START THINKING ABOUT MAKING BAGS?

So I sat there, holding my tissue, and I said, "Oh."




The Christmas gifts post printing and just before sewing.


My Facebook post showing the pieces I had painted.


The half-finished bag that I decided would be for my own use.


The finished bag with outer pockets that I love but proved to be more work than I intended!




Poetry by Virginia Lichauco de Leon that's always been one of my favorites because I need more bouquets, I think.


The inside of the bag that I customized to suit my preferences.


A new bag in the making.


A close up of what the other side of the bag and handles will have.

I also began listening to Kari Chapin's podcast just to keep the fire going. On Facebook, I told one of my friends that my project for 2015 is to be a geriatric Kate Spade. I should  have said middle-aged. I don't think I'm geriatric quite yet.

As for the Divine Mercy, He was probably shaking His head and smiling, thinking I deserved to have a good cry anyway. 




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