So sorry I’ve been away for ages and sorrier still this break will continue.
I still love craft but I am finding it harder and harder to write about. Contrast this with writing about cinema, which flows off the keyboard since I have been accepted to write for the very fabulous Lost in The Multiplex.
I leave you with a picture of a bracelet, a handmade present from my friend Dany.
I’ve appreciated every visit, every comment, every subscriber. I may be back but until I do thank you so much for making time for me.
Warmest wishes, Lydia.
C wasn’t pleased with this.
I have been spending an inordinate amount of time on Etsy. Window Shopping. I have turned a pure souled, craft panacea into an orgy of virtual materialism. To demonstrate my remorse I’m gonna show you some stuff I won’t be looking at, so much, at all, soon. Click on the pictures to be transported to the Etsy stores.
Treasury tool by Red Row Studio.
This is a present from Jibid, The Greatest Friend I’ve Never Met. One day we shall clinch, cheek to cheek, but until then we must be satisfied with aid parcels.
Mine to her: distasteful buttons and postcards of knitting robots.
Hers to me: Quality merchandise such as this.
For much of last year I had a debilitating crush on Philip Seymour Hoffman (I suspect I am moving onto David Mitchell via Adam Baldwin– they’re all of a type) I found a sympathetic spirit in my friend Theresa, a crafty superhero. A computer programmer by day, by night a patch-working, bead-embroidering, fat quarter-quilting wonder woman. She stitched me this partial filmography. She has made me other gifts that I know she’s happier with, but this is my favourite. A personal, frivolous, indulgence of her time for me.