THE RESOLUTION: Something New
When I was a little girl my dark Shirley Temple locks were always topped with elaborate hats, bows and headbands glittering with gems and lace to match the colourful and frilly dresses I wore everywhere. This was generally my moms doing, by which I mean, she actually made them.
This may explain why my teenage years were spent in oversized jeans, ripped shirts held together by safety pins and metal chains hanging from my pocket. My hair also matched my outfits in an assortment of multicolour do-it-yourself Manic Panic hues. (No pictures of this phase will be included for my own good.) The span of my creativity did not stop there. I designed and sewed on all my own patches depicting my favourite punk bands and skateboarding brands with loud, kaleidoscopic recklessness. Yet, I never did entertain a single simple task on my mom's much adored sewing machine. So decades later now when my Mom gifted me a fancy new machine, I am unable to do much more than turn it on and stare at its complexity.
In January 2013 as part of my resolution to learn new things, I joined the Winter semester's Basic Sewing courses offered by Mohawk college. Thanks to these short, intensive weekend courses I gained knowledge in essential skills that may sound to you as alien (and possibly useless) as they did once to me. For example: winding a bobbin. I didn't even know what a bobbin was. Now, I can casually fill that bobbin with whatever colour I please in perfect geek form. In addition to machine knowledge, I learned about fabric, nap, grain and even pattern placement.
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| Learning to place pattern and measure fabric |
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| Working on my first project |
I don't want to bore you with those details but I do want to make one thing clear: sharing all this with you, makes me strongly question my definition of 'cool'. I didn't start this blog as a showcase of who I think I am, but I certainly didn't think that the side of me that would shine here would be my softer, more creative, closet-nerd persona. The raging, 'bad-ass' youth I used to be would probably hate the current me; fortunately, startlingly, I am exceptionally more comfortable with the open-minded, try-all kind of person I'm turning out to be.
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| Just putting it all out there... why not... |
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