(Lets start at the very Beginning)
I grew up in a home where making things were a way of life.Both my grandmothers , my mother and my aunts made our clothes, soft furnishings for the home.All of them embroidered and sewed.
One Christmas , I remember my maternal grandmother dyed coconut fibre and made a Christmas tree . My aunt made tons of ornaments from cardboard and cotton.
My paternal grandmother had beaded purses and patchwork pillows, thread crochet decorations she ‘d made, all around the house.
My mom made a lot of my clothes, often without a pattern ! She is the most creative and naturally talented woman I know. An amazing cook and hostess .There is literally nothing she cannot do ! And most definitely my biggest inspiration.
Two favourite fond crafty memories have stuck with me.
One is rummaging through my paternal grandmother’s beads and making necklaces . The other is, when I was around nine , my mother taught me the basics of embroidery and we both enjoyed scouring through piles of Soviet Woman magazines to decide on a summer embroidery project I would work on. I embroidered a couple of teapoy covers, a small tablecloth and half saris.
I ‘ve loved making things and always enjoyed the challenge of learning all sorts of new thing . My creative journey went in phases. Every little craft I saw in Newspapers and books, I had to try at least once to see how it turned out. Whatever I learnt at that particular time, I went all in obsessively . Drawing , painting and colouring were my thing from age 6 .So I drew all the time , coloured with colour pencils, sketch pens and painted with water colour.
In teen years , I also tried fabric painting, pot painting, you name it I have tried it ! (Water colours are still my favourite medium and I often use it to decorate my planners and journals.)
Towards the end of my college years, I took a few sewing lessons , and made a skirt , a top a pant , a sailor neck top and a shalwar kameez but couldn’t get my head around pattern drafting and it felt like my teacher made those things for us. Also, at that time,I was neck deep into fabric painting.
After I got married, I learnt a few things here and there , from all very very creative people I had the privilege to meet . Again my interest at that time was cooking. I complied all the recipes I had collected over the years and tried new recipes all the time.
Then my husband and I moved to Middle East with our pre school kid. Only when my son started Kindergarten, did I discover Crochet. I taught myself from picture tutorials online . Annie’s Crochet and Crochet Cabana. I discovered MSN groups and with a lot of hand holding from the wonderful ladies in that group,I was deeply hooked into the craft.
I started with thread doilies and moved on to acrylic yarn scarves, blankets . I taught myself to knit with videos tutorials from knitting help website, but Crochet was my craft of choice and cotton yarn my favourite to work with.
In the meantime I learnt to to tat and quilt at a beginners workshop in Kuwait. Choosing fabrics scared me and the colour coordination did not make sense to me then as it does now.
Knitting became a serious hobby only after moving to New Zealand , (and an injury in my right arm,) where I learnt about natural wool ,hand dyed yarn , circular needles and flicking. There has been no looking back after that.
The ability to walk into a quilt fabric store and ask for help , the chance to meet with fellow makers in groups and attend different crafty retreats has been my impetus for embracing the making lifestyle wholeheartedly.
Connecting with the creative community from all walks of life has become my passion . I love to teach the crafts I know, to people who are eager to learn ,so that it gives a chance for people to gather around ,( may be over a cup of tea or some delicious food) support each other , share their varied life experiences , learn from each other , feel safe and valued.
All this to say ,that my mission is a juxtaposition of two of my favourite verses from the Bible,
Proverbs 31 : 13 –She seeks wool and flax, and works with willing hands.
Romans 12 : 13 – Contribute to the needs of the saints and seek to show hospitality.
to nurture the soul with works of my hands and building community by practicing hospitality.
I have a very supportive husband who never complains about my supplies shopping craziness and encourages me to do all the creative things that brings me joy.
This space is my little nook to celebrate the slow life, cook and share good food and good times with family and friends, memories, recipes, thrift finds, gardening, decorating, learning new things, travel and other tidbits of my life.
Thank you so much for stopping by .