I collect, I stitch, I make, I give away.
My creations are what keeps me busy, annoyed, sane, happy, swearing, housework free, collecting and occupied.
Over the years I have come to realise that there are only a few who appreciate what you do, the hours it has taken to make, the shared love of your craft and the joy of receiving with as much enthusiasm, as you have had in making and giving.
However, what do you do with all that you create and do not give away? You want to keep it as it cost you a lot of money, it’s your best make to date, who would want it, not very well made, only fit for the bin, but you will keep it anyway, what a waste if you did throw it away.
Do you, hoard them onto shelves, stuff into cupboards, hide away in boxes, display on beds and chairs, hang around the walls in various rooms of your home?
10 females, daughters/granddaughters, in my immediate family and not one has taken on my love of crafting, what would become of my immense hoard? I have a niece who accompanies to various craft groups, she is my on-call partner when attending any workshops, days out for mutual company and liking of crafts. I have always joked that she will be the one I leave the whole contents of my sewing room, cupboards, attic, drawers, ottomans wherever I lay my hoard will be hers!!
Exactly what will happen to yours when you end up gently flapping your wings, sat behind a floating-sparkly-white-sewinglmachine, up there on a fluffy white cloud?
The reason I’m pondering all this, is because all the pictures you see all over this blog,
15 pictures containing 20 handmade figures and animals both sewn and knitted are not mine.
All these have been donated to a local charity shop and are sat awaiting to be purchased.
Finding such an array of makes and almost certainly there were more than this, has made me think that had things been given away to members of the family and to friends, would they have a much more sentimental value to them? Would they have been kept in a special place with loving memories attached to them?
Having been given to the charity, I know the chosen charity will benefit in the monies the items raise, but I still can’t help feeling sad at seeing someone’s passion adorning the shelving in a local charity shop, looking all forlorn and needing a loving home.
It must be the crafter in me, knowing just how passionate the maker of these would have been in the creating, the enjoyment they gained from making , that I question the finding of such a collection all sat waiting. A very thought provoking image I stumbled upon.
What will become of our hoards when we, too, gain our wings?
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