It’s in the blood
Over on Craft Pimp, Nic posted about Everything Syndrome (aka being a craft butterfly) and named and shamed me in her admission… but then I thought she was SO right and that there was a blog post in there somewhere about why that is.
- Frequently having a creative itch that needs to be scratched, and can only be scratched by purchasing said books/supplies etc to have a go at a craft you have never done before.
I have a book on upholstery I’ve not used yet and two books on surface design I need to look at properly. I have two new (new to me) books on patchwork and I have actually gone through those.
- Inspiration of all crafts, admiration to particular artists and wanting to do it too
You know that upholstery book I mentioned? That’s because I saw Kelly Swallow’s chairs…
- Stubborn-headed and determined to pick up a particular craft, but then moving on to another creative hobby before you’ve explored the first thoroughly
Yep- I can hardly crochet a thing, but got bored at how long things take to make. I have a big list of stuff further down the page that further proves my guilt.
- Accumulation of many different craft supplies for different areas of craft, the need to have everything to do everything
Do you remember my destash at the beginning of the year? SOME of that was stuff I accumulated whilst working on the magazine. At the minute I’m being quite good and only buying fabric, books, magazines and promarkers- and I think I have all the colours of those I need for now.
- Jack of all crafts, master of none (or one if you’re lucky…)
I used to be a go-to girl when it came to resin casting. I used to get tons of messages asking for help or my opinion on things, which was great- I was actually recognised in my field. Then I got bored and now I still get the odd email or tweet but not so much.
In chronological order for the last 20 years (with a gap for computer geekery whilst at school) I have had a go at…
Needlepoint, cross stitch, hama beads, beadweaving, polymer clay, silver clay, needle felting, making jewellery out of recycled objects, photography, polaroid transfers, resin, shrink plastic, sugarcraft, laser cutting, book binding, decopatch, latchwork, crochet, chocolate making, enamelling, lampwork, sewing, patchwork, applique, machine embroidery, blackwork, dress making, card making, rubber stamping, needlepoint again, surface design… and I’ve probably missed a few. I tried to learn tatting once too but that didn’t work out.
I’ve decided it will be all useful stuff and it’s starting to prove itself. I have the opportunity to combine these things at work and now I am halfway through making a soft sculptural piece that will span several metres at Chelsea Flower Show and they are also letting me do surface design for them at the minute (which is my current “thing”) and I’m learning Illustrator to get it done professionally so I can sell my designs when they are good enough!
It’s in the blood. I’ve decided it’s my parents’ fault.
My mum was not a professional anything, but she taught me needlepoint on “proper” tapestries from around the age of 5 and she used to sew stuffed toys for the school fairs with squeakers in. I got the all-things-stitchy bug from her before I’d really even started school.
My dad was an engineer who spent a lot of time creating CAD drawings on the computer and from around the age of 7 I was given a computer to use. This was just as Windows 3.1 came in so I was using DOS script commands for some programs and Windows for others and the processor took about a year to work. I think my love of Photoshop and my recent development into Illustrator and vector graphics this week is his fault.
My great uncle was a famous cartoonist (and has a proper Wikipedia page) and I was in awe of his “den” where he sat and created his drawings with a “proper” ink pen. My grandma used to knit (she prefers aerobics and coffee mornings these days), my other was a big fan of baking and my grandad was handy with a piece of wood. My sister is in no way creative so I think I have a double helping of all of those traits and it’s just the way I’m wired. And I’m happy to be this way!