April isn’t typically the time of year most people think about setting New Year Resolutions. But with a spring birthday, it’s a perfect time for me to reflect and set my goals for the next year of my life.
For the past year I set out to: i) overhaul my wardrobe, and ii) become prolifically creative. However, as I write this on the eve of my blog’s first birthday, it’s difficult to pinpoint any significant changes I’ve made to achieve either.
My wardrobe is (slowly) improving. Having changed a few shirt buttons, I’ve made some progress. I still have about half-a-rail of mending/adjusting awaiting my attention. However, reminding myself of my passion for sewing seems to have flicked the right internal switch; I’ve since finished a couple of ‘difficult’ projects. But my real passion is for dressmaking, and I’m a sucker for a nice sewing pattern. So hopefully I’ll get to make some new clothes for myself rather than just making do and mending the pieces I can’t bear to part with.
When I set this goal last year I didn’t have a clue what I wanted to achieve. Roll forward a few months and I decided that, for me, prolific creativity meant more than drawing for ten minutes every day. Having attempted several drawing challenges since last April, I’ve learned that there’s more to this than turning up to the page and making a few choice marks. I want my own journey to have a purpose, and when I choose my next ‘first’ step, the next ‘second’ one will naturally follow.
So, all that’s left to say is ‘Happy Birthday, Filbert & Smudge’, and ‘Cheers!’ to year number 2!
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With my project list not showing any signs of slimming down, I felt inspired to sew last weekend. Leaving the fabric laid over the arm of a chair for a couple of months had done nothing to fire up my enthusiasm. However, last week’s post reminded me of my passion for sewing and was enough to motivate me to get out my sewing machine and start to make something.
It also felt good to focus on the process of making rather than anticipating the outcome. The movement of my new scissors as I cut my fabric. The purr of my 25 year-old sewing machine as I stitch the seams. The flow of my needle and thread as I hand-stitch my hems. I’ve not quite finished my sewing project, but I’m still reflecting on the thrill of bringing together individual ingredients to make something new, rather than altering or mending clothes out of necessity. And when I do return to my sewing machine, when my schedule allows it, consider it done.
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My pen wasn’t firing particularly rapidly as I drew these doodles (having done my ‘thinking’ in pencil first). However, I’ve entered this month’s Art Prof Art Dare (pat on the back), and have a few more charts to complete before the deadline.
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Sitting behind my table at a careers’ fair yesterday, waiting for the mass of teenagers to erupt into the room, I took the opportunity to ‘draw’ the other exhibitors as they also passed the time. Although not yet a comfortable doodler I found secretive drawing of my neighbours quite fun.
My last art college was there dishing out prospectuses and encouragement by way of souvenirs with “Your Art Is Valid” on them. A well-timed reminder if ever there was one.
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Sometimes my drawing hand seems to misinterpret what my eyes see and what my brain is telling it to put down on the page…
…and sometimes it gets it spot on…
These are from last night’s life-drawing class (in consecutive order). Drawing isn’t so easy when you have a headache, but it teaches you to up the concentration and curb the zeal.
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