Where I Sew

Tea party being set up, dog asleep on couch, boxes of fabric I try to ignore

Sometimes I really wish I had a whole room to make things in. Not necessarily because I need a ton of space, but because sewing requires a lot of pointy things, and can get messy. If I had an entire room, I wouldn't require such careful organization and cleaning throughout the process of making- which would free me up to be the whirling-dervish-maker. As it is, I can work on one project at a time, with space to maybe store another project. Maybe that's a good thing. I do have a tendency to get to 85% and call a project done so I can start the next. I've had to force myself to finish things because I don't have space for a ton of works-in-progress.

But before you feel sorry for me :), or I feel sorry for myself, I will point out some great things about my space:
1. Sometimes, when the planets are aligned and Lena is particularly occupied, I can sew while she plays in the living room. We chat, she plays, I get stuff done. It's heaven.

Wine box fabric storage

2. In the evenings, I don't feel shut away in my sewing cave. If we are watching a movie that is light and interruptible, I can putter away behind the couch.

Vintage needles, finished quilt pic, cheat sheet, Lena's hand,
block with transparent photo on it (thank you Scott!)

3. I have an area! A whole space just for me! I have had places where sewing happens on the kitchen table, and everything has to be put away in order to eat. I will probably have that situation again, so I should really enjoy what I have.

Sometimes I buy tea because I love the tin.

4. And it's grown! It used to be about 4' deep, a straight line across which meant a lot of shuttling back and forth. We recently reorganized and shrunk the living room to accommodate my sewing lessons- it's pretty awkward sharing 4'x9' with another person!






So now you can can more easily visualize me working away when you see projects I post. Which I am sure you've really been struggling with- desperately trying to picture me and just not quite getting it.
You're welcome.