I really like arts and crafts. I can spend hours looking at the DIY section of Pinterest. I have walked miles in Hobby Lobby looking at ribbon, flowers, fabric, woodworking kits (and I don't even wood work). As I see it, there are two types of crafty people. Those that are blessed with the imagination and skills to make their crafty dreams a reality and then there are the people like me. I refer to people like me as the "cursed crafters". In my mind I can see myself weaving rugs, stenciling artwork on all my lamps, painting murals, sewing curtains...I think you get the picture. But in reality, I have never done any of those things. However, when I do run across something I'm brave enough to try, I am all in.
I did teach my self counted cross-stitching when I was in my early twenties. I even worked in a craft store a couple of Saturdays a month. I bought so much thread and fabric that I always ended up owing the owner more than I earned working all day. I still cross stitch and really enjoy it. I just wish it didn't take so long to see the finished project. I'm a little impatient!
So I have now ventured out of comfort zone. In the past year or so I have made a couple of wreaths, not the fancy ones - mine are very simple. I also took a large step and started painting on canvas, not pictures - words. I started painting because...hmm, this is going to be hard to explain. I would wake up in the morning with a word rambling around in my head. It was not enough for me to say the word, I needed to DO something with the word. I didn't think Steve would appreciate me painting graffiti on the house, even though it would have been nice words, so I decided to use canvas instead.
Right about now you are probably thinking I'm a nut case...no need to call the funny farm, I don't drive anymore so the streets are safe!
I've painted the words GLORY, JOY, FAITH...one of the most difficult decisions is deciding what color should go with the words. GLORY, yellow/orange like a sunset; JOY, a deep red; FAITH, blue.
I've done some other things too. Some didn't turn out so well, so they have earned a place on my craft desk. I like to display them: 1) when I become a famous painter I will remember my humble beginnings and 2) I will have something to throw if someone breaks in our house.
I can't believe it! I've sat here and typed all of this (and you have sat there and read this) and it has almost nothing to do with what I really wanted to blog. I hope you enjoyed your trip through my rambling brain. Maybe my next blog will contain some meaningful words of wisdom.