I've still got it!

It was beginning to feel like sewing was something that I USED TO DO.... since my current occupation has been running up and down stairs with boxes, constructing shelving and desks, buying new kitchen equipment and stock for the shop....

But yesterday I got the sewing gear out.....

It took most of the afternoon to set myself up to re-shoot a great big chunk of how-to photos for the book. It included a revamp of the ironing board (...and a frantic call to the sewing buddy to end my 45-minute search for elastic!) and a lot of searching through boxes and running between upstairs and downstairs.

There was an almost-panic when I couldn't find the red-and-pink-checked-fabric. Panic averted when I checked the scrap box (who says that hoarding is a bad thing?).

By the time it was all set up and ready to go, the big black clouds had rolled in over Melbourne and my lovely light-trap sewing table was casting a distinctly dull blue-grey light.

And so... I still have that to-do list of re-making and re-shooting to do....

But I also still have the rush of kid-anticipating-a-party excitement that has kept me bitten by this sewing bug for as long as I can remember. I'm not sure which is the strongest drug... the possibilities for a new project, the sensual delights of new textures, colours and design...the satisfaction gained from making something, or simply the zone.....the headspace where I feel like I'm right where I belong.

I think it's all of the above.