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Hey y'all! :-)

I really enjoy teaching--really--and I may have mentioned on here before that that's the drection I feel myself moving more towards. Or at least as equally towards as it relates to designing and making clothes.

Today I taught a private pattern making class, and it was wonderful!

This was my first time teaching a class like this, so it was a learning process for me as well. Knowing something or knowing how to do something is one thing, but teaching it is something else. At least for me anyway. I take all kinds of shorts cuts and make up my own ways of doing things, so when teaching I try to tone that down a bit and realize that I'm showing someone how to do this and it's not just me playing it out in my mind.

My "student" is/was eager for this information, and that's always a plus. She's excited about being able to bring her design ideas to life.

I taught her how to make a tunic (her garment of choice) pattern completely from scratch. At our next session I'll teach alterations and how to construct some well-fitting pants using a commercial pattern (which will essentially consist of altering the already-made pattern as needed, etc.)

I can only describe my ability to teach this skill as a true gift or blessing considering where I started and how far I've come with all of this. If you only knew! (And if you've been reading my blog long enough, you just might!)

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Although it's pretty basic and repetative, this is one of my favorite songs. When I first got his album a few years ago, I'd listen to this track on repeat and would feel so determined and powerful afterwards.

"Deep in my mind I believe everything is possible."

peace!

Inner, Outer

I've got so much on my mind (cluttered thoughts) and it's manifested itself in my world. More specifically, my sewing room. Consequently, I can't create!!!

Messy, out of order sewing table. And it was worse than this, but I accidently knocked the clutter that had piled up in front of the machine on the floor when trying to find something. :-/





I dare not take a shot of the entire room, so this is just a corner.

The obvious remedy is to get in there, clean it all up, and get back to work. Something's keeping me from doing that, though. Normally I keep it pretty--ok...acceptably--tidy. These days, though, it's like "Eh, whatever."

I'm my own psychologist, so I understand that if I clean it up, then that means I can think and create. But there's a subconscious fear that creativity will still be fleeting. Buuuut, how will I know if I don't organize???

And I know I'm slacking big time when I haven't purchased batteries for the camera yet...after nearly a month! Hence the cloudy cell phone pics.

Eeek!

peace!

Then and Now

Barter! It's great, within reason I suppose.

I recently bartered some of my energy for the pieces of fabric pictured below.

The brown was given to me after I'd already agreed to do alterations for someone who I usually do alterations for free of charge anyway because of her generosity towards me and my....significant other :-). The blue was given to me by someone else after I'd showen admiration for it. "Take it," she said then shortly afterwards put me to work cutting rectangle shapes out of fabric so she could make some flags.

Sooooo...these were really unintentional barters but barters still the same

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One day I logged on to Facebook only to find out I'd been tagged in a photo.

Due to the limitations of the site's uploading capabilities, I was cropped out. This was a good thing, cause I remember that picture and myself in that picture (I've got a copy somewhere).

But then I realized, a second copy had been posted reflecting the ones who'd been unintentionally left out the first time.

There I am, in all my 6 (?) year old, missing front teeth, thick eyebrows, large/thick glasses glory, smiling ear to ear!

Ms. Darilyn Robinson, 3rd from the right, in the spiffy little jumper dress is the culprit! Putting all of us out there in our, unashamed, youthful days for the world to see!! Or at least those on her friend's list.

But, I think we were all some precious little ones. Plus, those were my favorite pants!

Ms. Darilyn's little song bird look here was a fortelling of things to come. We were best buds in high school, and I remember being so in love with her singing voice then. Ten + years later, with an even more mature sound, she's big on the North Louisiana music scene and has uploaded a few videos on youtube for all the world to see/here. Check her out!

Listen to more at: http://www.youtube.com/user/DarilynR318

peace!