I’ve recently re-discovered crochet. I think it started when I found a book called “Lacy Crochet” and there was something about the addition of the word ‘lacy’ that suddenly made it sound so appealing.
I ventured out a few Sunday’s ago to acquire some teeny tiny crochet hooks (I only had big, fat, massive hooks I used for making scarves….the bigger the hook–the more time you save).
I also picked up some yarn. I found a lovely shade of green, a lovely shade of lilac and a beautiful cream with metallic thread yarn. Look how beautiful and ephemeral the gold and cream yarn is:
Then I got started. I made a crazy doll. Then I made a couple weirdly-shaped blobs with flourishes and crazy patterns.
Here’s a coin purse I’m not quite finished with:
I’m at the point now where I’ve got to start shrinking the top. To finish, I’ll stitch on a kiss lock. However, this may not happen as I have been unable to find a 3″ kiss lock anywhere, even on the internet.
- matches my decor
- not a waste of time
The issue with crafting is that you often end up making things that don’t match anything and things that you won’t really use.
I am somehow fulfilled by making these, as I think anyone would be, no matter your gender. I made something with my own hands that serves a purpose and that looks beautiful. I often wonder what it would be like if I knew how to sew all of my own clothes. Or what it would be like if I knew how to do more things by hand, instead of with a visit to the store and the swipe of a credit card.