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scraphappy June 2020

I’ve been making lots of plant hangers lately, mostly from shweshwe cotton but also using some other lovely fabrics. Buuuuuuuut….there hasn’t yet been a patchwork one. I thought Kate’s scraphappy project was the perfect opportunity to give it a go.

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And this is the view of it from the chair at my desk:

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I overlocked the edges instead of double hemming like I do on the cotton ones, because I used scraps of upholstery weight fabric and thought it would look too bulky if I did it that way. The finishing isn’t perfect but it’s living with me in my house so I don’t mind :) I also didn’t bother too much about matching colours or textures – that, I figure, is half the point of using up my scraps!

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Here are the links for everyone who joins ScrapHappy from time to time (they may not post every time, but their blogs are still worth looking at). I love looking at what everyone’s come up with!

Gun, TittiHeléneEvaSue, Lynn, Lynda, 
Birthe, Turid, Susan, Cathy,  Tracy, Claire, Jan,
Moira, SandraLindaChrisNancyAlysKerryClaireJean,
Joanne, Jon, HayleyDawnGwen, Connie, Bekki, Pauline,
Sue L, Sunny, Kjerstin, Vera  and of course Kate herself.

ScrapHappy March 2020

I think I’m just in time for this month’s ScrapHappy , prompted as usual by Kate down under. It’s only 10h42 here in South Africa, so perhaps for some of you it’s not even Sunday yet.

door snake

A very very quick make! A draught excluder, or door snake if you prefer, about 75cm long and about 34 cm in diameter, made from nine pieces of offcuts from cushions. It’s filled with cat litter because (a) it makes it nice and heavy, and (b) I didn’t have anything else at hand. It’s turned out a little too short for the width of my front door plus the side panel, but no draught gets under the panel bit so I’m not bothered. A finished make is a finished make is a finished make, right?! :)

Lots of other people make gorgeous things from scraps. Please see Kate’s link above, for an update on her amazing scrap hexie quilt, and for links to other creative people.

 

ScrapHappy July

I picked up this little chap (I think it’s a kalanchoe) at a Christmas market in December, and he’s sat outside all these months without doing a thing. Two weeks ago I moved him to a shadier spot about three metres away, and he suddenly blossomed!

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Fancy me leaving him in that grotty little plastic pot all this time. He deserved a bit of encouragement, so I made him a patchwork sleeve. I stitched a few scraps (leftovers from making yoga mat bags) into a piece the circumference of the pot (35cm), sewed the sides together, and hemmed the top and bottom. I had thought there might need to be elastic at the top, but it fits just fine.

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Perhaps, like me, he was just going through a dormant period. Patience may teach me a few things yet…

a bum bag and other wips

When it comes to getting rid of old clothes, jeans have always been a stumbling block for me. I think, I might still lose enough weight to fit into these, or I might get fat again and then I’ll be sorry I chucked them out, or Now these would make a really great bag, I must never ever throw them away! With the help of this tutorial from Knotty Threadz, it finally happened.

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I decided not to make the straps out of denim but “cannibalised” an old bag (a great idea from The Snail of Happiness) so mine has nice leather straps.

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The front and back pockets are still in place for cell phone and keys, and it’s got a cotton animal-print lining. I left the labels in place as well, I don’t know why, I just like them. Without the scarf threaded through the belt-holders, and from the back, it looks like a bum, doesn’t it? The original bum that wore these jeans wasn’t a big one at all, by the way, but it was a man bum so maybe that’s why the bag looks so wide.

I found a little needlepoint cat that got stitched many years ago, it’s now part of a cushion that will be on sale at the Made in the Cape market from Thursday this week.

cat cushion And lastly, progress on the cross-stitch Guatemalan dogs is good. I’ve really enjoyed stitching these but I’m onto a new design already so they’ll have to get finished soon.

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What is everybody else working on?

cubes and black holes

I found this little cube stool thing on one of the zillions of facebook sales pages I scour every single day as a major work avoidance strategy I occasionally look at. I’m going to use it in the new room so it can be sat on if required, but I couldn’t let it remain beige and plain. As you may have noticed, I’m like fully into more of a groovy boho vibe if you know what I mean, so it had to get jazzed up.

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Finally sewed the seams this morning! The colours don’t show too well but they are lilacs and different shades of grey, all cut from upholstery swatch books.

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It’s not 100% perfect but I’m happy with it for now, may get around to edging the bottom with something or topstitching the seams a bit later on.  At least it’s another tick on my to-do list. That list is supposed to keep me focused and busy, but in the last couple of weeks it’s felt more like an albatross round my neck.

One of my lovely blog readers recently commented that she guessed I was always an upbeat, positive kind of person. I haven’t been able to get this out of my mind because that is the absolute opposite of what I am really like, and it strikes me how well some of us hide behind our facades and manage to fool others. My mind is often restless and disturbed, and sometimes I don’t even have that – I just have a black hole where creative thoughts and emotions and initiative are supposed to be. It’s a zombie-like state, a symptom of depression, and can vary in magnitude. Sometimes it’s minor and passes quite rapidly and doesn’t get in the way of doing basic stuff, and other times it’s worse and I can barely function. It’s almost impossible to engage with other people, to find words,  and absolutely nothing gets done – no work, no reading, no nothing. I had one of these wonderful ‘episodes’ recently and it lasted about 10 days. I had to cancel social outings with friends, put off running errands, and try and switch off the voice in my head that was constantly telling me what a useless waste of skin I am. It sounds so extreme, doesn’t it? It’s not really that easy to explain, except perhaps to someone else who is familiar with the joys of that particular roundabout. I’ve started referring to it as “brain flu” because when I get flu or a bad cold or something similar, I don’t put myself under the same kind of pressure to recover. I just endure.

I suppose what I’m saying is that none of us can ever really know another person or their reality, and how they express themselves through their words or demeanour is sometimes just a social pretence. Most of the time I feel like a fraud because I wish I was naturally positive and well-balanced but, left to my own devices, I’d fold in on myself like a little house of cards.