....so i have been asked if i like the sewing machine. i have mixed emotions. (like when is that not true?) i certainly feel drugged by the speed (that is the good kind of drugged) but i am overwhelmed with the mess it creates. there are scraps and threads everywhere! i do feel out of touch a bit with my train (not the commuter one) of thought and i just made a comment to someone last night that i don't like sewing with the machine as much as hand sewing.
i am rethinking though (let us not judge so quickly) and realizing that we all like better what we are used to. trying new things takes time. it takes time to be able to have a conversation (a personal one) with your tools. your tools are so integrated into the style of the work you produce and what you expect. the tools around you may very well create your ideas..and so for me, machine sewn work always looked alike. i rejected it on that premise. i am rambling here i suppose but i am enjoying the new experience ( thanks to the generous teaching of Tonya), i am enjoying learning how it works and what can be done. and i am curious how to speak with it.
....so Jan asked what was next and i guess it is M and i guess it will be for Mess... and Mushroom.
inspired by this sweet gift from Kristin who has so patiently waited for me to mail her the fabrics i have promised.
i am such a snail.
speaking of mushrooms, check this out.
