i am starting to feel like sewing is something that i’ll always do. and in a strange way i also feel like it has always been there. sort of like when you meet someone who you feel like you have known your whole life. a long lost friend.
i purchased my vintage necchi sewing machine the week after 4th july…i took it in to get fixed a few weeks later and picked it up from the shop after only one day. so i’ll skip the math, let’s just say i have been sewing for nearly two months.
now, taking into consideration that i am not working, i have made significantly more progress than i would have otherwise.
sewing brings a calm, lifts my shoulders of worries and the methodical preciseness and concentration feeds my need for creative thinking. i can sew for hours on end and not get bored.
so as my sewing machine whirrs at my fingertips, my brain is running calculations, drawing up plans and dreaming of what is to come.
can i really do it? can i make it work?
i drop my pins and my mind switches gear…am i sewing straight while dreaming? i sure hope so….
i’ve always had big dreams, big hopes for the future and none of that has changed.
the wheels are turning and each stitch gets me one step closer…..
p.s. here is my finished birthday skirt, taken by my sister in chicago :-)