I’m a tactile person. I like to touch, feel, experience. It makes my soul sing and generally tell me that I’m alive and happy. Sounds so nice, doesn’t it? In reality, there is another side of it…..coveting. I find I am drawn to textiles, to texture, to having an end result, even if its in my head. Sounds somewhat plausible, right? Just follow me down my path to semi-mental issues. Somewhere it changed from admiration to desire to admire everyday. At least I didn’t do this something as mundane as pet rats or shoes.
Shoes…..well, there is a slight issue there, but I don’t NEED to cover that today.
Now....oh yes, beyond shoes. I don’t even know when the coveting began, but its definitely there. My facination evolved:
“oh yes, thats nice”
to
“oh, I have a project for that”
to
“oh, I need to FIND a project for that”
to
“oh, I don’t have a project, but I need that and what if I don’t get it and then I find a project and its out of print or no longer available or what if someone else makes something from it and I don’t have enough to create my inspiration?”
Indeed, what then?
Its that last step in my downward spiral that has led to the possession of whole bolts of fabric. And don’t pretend that you don’t know what I am talking about. If you are a crafter, or creator as I prefer, all have the same tendency lurking in our depths.
So….why fiber? I don’t know exactly. I have a long list of crafts and projects and things that I have tried since I was a child. I love to create with my hands. I love color. But I think its the texture that draws me to the fibers. So many options with fibers, so many.
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