I’ve always loved to create. From drawing to handiwork. First, I learned how to knit, then crochet and embroidery. A little macramé, I also tried sewing and of course the related patchwork.
patchwork
Why?
Because it makes me happy, it calms me down and because I love to create. I never feel sorry for the time I spend behind the sewing machine. At the moment, I rarely reach for knitting, crochet or embroidery needles. But the sewing machine is always at hand. I’ve rarely sewn clothes, maybe sometimes a little something for my children. Changing zippers, patching and hemming pants, sure. With killing working hours and three children, there was no time left to do anything more. Now that they are adults, I can enjoy the creating process. Rarely does a thing succeed at the first attempt, which further encourages me to try other ways of making, another cut… It is a hobby, it is work, it is passion.
When you have the opportunity to take in my piglet, remember that I made it stitch after stitch. That they never have the same eye shape, the same number of stitches, that the eyelashes are never the same, that the ears are sometimes dangling, sometimes pointy, because this piglet is exactly as it is, the one and only. Maybe there is a similar piglet with the same colour of ears and snout, but they are not the same.
And that’s exactly what always makes me happy. Similar, but not the same, each unique, as is the case with all inanimate things and living beings.
Have a nice evening.
Martina
