My mother died of breast cancer when I was 9, and I was left with a sexually abusive, alcoholic father who sometimes got arrested or just plain forgot to come home. I cooked, cleaned, and bought groceries (doing small jobs for other grown-ups in the neighborhood, or at school) while getting straight A's in all my coursework. Crafting helped keep me (relatively) sane: if I saw something I couldn't afford, I'd make it; if I needed something that didn't exist, I'd design it; and knowing I could do those things raised my spirits.
I've been a writer (magazines, manuals, advertising, grants, fiction), editor, voice-actor, chef, cleaner, book-store manager, CSR, CCC-member (wielding chainsaws), IT worker, teacher, office manager, designer, bus-driver, clerk, assistant, and a library director. I suffer from PTSD, anxiety, depression, debilitating shyness, horrible sciatica pain, arthritis, fibromyalgia, and an extreme intolerance for bigotry & ignorance. And all throughout, I've made quilts, and hats, and skirts, and shirts, and back-packs, and keepsakes, and cards, and necklaces, and holiday decorations, and costumes, and artwork, and gifts. Crafting has given me a way to get through life, and a reason to keep going, and it put a smile on my face.
Recently, I met the love of my life, and am trying to make a living writing and making art. You can find me here: http://belleeven.deviantart.com/
craft interests: crochet, embroidery, jewelry making, knitting, paper crafts, quilting, sewing, found objects
Member Since: 08/16/2011
Back-packs and purses can be very expensive, especially if you want a super cute one made from your favorite cartoon character or muppet. But I've made them from items I (or my friends) had...