Anyway, this year was different, this year I resolved to allow myself the time and space to be more creative, flex my imagination, polish my old skills and learn some new ones. Creativity and imagination occur naturally, and while the end products (knitted things, paintings, scribbles like this) are nice, it's the process that I love. Unfortunately, life so often was getting in the way of these activities that as a consequence, part of my brain had begun to atrophy. I decided that the best way to zap my synapses back into action was to teach them a new trick. I decided to learn how to crochet after years of jealously watching others, and being utterly mystified by You Tube videos. I signed myself up for a course through The Loop in Halifax, and my amazing instructor had me 'aha!'-ing in under an hour. For my first project, I whipped myself up some boot cuffs.
Once I got some of the basics under my belt, I had the opportunity to visit with one of my besties, the lovely Elle Buckle, whose crochet skills have always been a source of envy. With wine in hand, she walked me through her favourite granny square recipe...and I've never looked back.
|Roving baby blanket.|
|Could you maybe just give me that treat you're holding?|
Now I am rarely without a hook, and am busily making little wonders for my Etsy shop - launching after Labour Day. But the most fabulous part about this whole process of learning has been the ignition of creativity, the motivation to try new things and the inspiration to create everyday.
|Truth - click to see on Etsy.|