Believe it or not, Easter fell on the same weekend of April in 2007. I have a gorgeous picture of the girls dated 4.8.12 On this date (which was also a Monday) in 2007, I started a column titled "When I was a Little Girl." You can link to the entry here if you're interested in reading about how difficult it was (and still is!) for me to get up in the morning.
I was doing a lot of thinking this weekend while I was knitting and weaving about how I'm always busy with my hands. I don't sit and do nothing like some people; in fact, I can't imagine sitting and doing nothing. How awful and miserable would that be! And, ironically, I was thinking about when I started this habit of crafting and working with my hands (I think this thought process was partially prompted by Elizabeth's friend coming over who thought I was amazing working at my loom and looking at the other art-work in my house). Crafting for me is simply a way of being.
My earliest memories of crafting involve learning to needlepoint. I made this little canvas with mushrooms on it. Even then I could see that my execution wasn't all that great, but I believe my cousin Mary Kay made a little pillow out of it. I also did this "string art" which was very cool and fun, but I ran out of new kits at Wal Mart and eventually quit doing that. I loved the little potholder looms and remember being estatic when my mother bought me a giant bag of the elastic bands. I had several little velvet posters that I colored, but I was never very good at coloring. Put a needle in my hand, however, and I could create.
I learned to cross stitch in 6th grade and never really looked back after that. I still have a very early cross stitch I did in four pieces. It has butterflies on a rainbow and when arranged it creates a circle. I have never framed it or made anything of it. I really should one day.
I have so many projects lined up to do, in needlearts, knitting and weaving. I could sit and create every day of my life from now on and not run out of things to do. That's a very comforting feeling.
Today's picture is of potential. Weaving is such an active craft. It's definitely not sedentary. It's one of the reasons I have such difficulty taking pictures of myself weaving...I'm always a blur, or at least the important parts are. This is my shuttle with the wound warp underneath. And if you look closely a kitty body too.