This is the felted wool tote we are making in the January 19th class at Tinsel Trading. Must say, it is sooooo adorable and I'll be carrying it around myself this winter. Gets me thinking about Valentine's Day too, maybe a kit for you so I can reopen my blog shop again. You know I loved the way you all scooped up the last designs- and then came right back and asked for more. Thanks so much for that.
When I make these ideas up, I never know if anyone else is going to like them as much as I do. But if I don't love it first, chances are you won't either. The thing that keeps me going is that creative high you get when you make something with your hands, the tinkering, the bright ideas, the way it kind of happens in a mysterious, magical way. That moment when you look at it and think, wow, this is so wonderful! And I made it.
When I was a kid in school, the art teacher would put our finished projects on a table in the hall so she would have room for the next class. More than once she would come out later that day and find me standing there, shamelessly adoring my awesome pastel landscape or yarn sculpture or lino-print lizard. With a wink, she would head back in, no shooshing me off to wherever I should be. The art room, the last thing I made. Then and now, it just makes me happy, grateful. All day long. Still. xoC