Someone described me the other day as a textile designer. I was taken aback… ‘What? Who? Me? Where am I? Who am I? Say what now?’ Was the general guff that came out of my mouth upon hearing that statement directed at me.
For those of you who don’t know I did study textile design and the misdirected compliment came just after I had been talking about my University experience so it wasn’t completely out of context. But at the same time it was, as despite my degree I in no way think of myself as a designer by any means… The notion is just completely ridiculous! Textile design is now just something I happened to dabble with for four years before realising I was in fact terrible at it.
Of course when you leave school to go to University you do naturally imagine that whatever course you commit to will then dictate your every career move from then on. I knew that I wanted to work in fashion but at 18 hadn’t quite found my niche yet and in Scotland courses surrounding fashion were limited to fashion business or textile design. As I was fairly creative and my best subject at school was art, I was encouraged by my teachers to go for the latter.
Not to say that I didn’t enjoy it, I loved being creative. I loved colours and fabrics and wool and yarn and paint and throwing them all together to create something beautiful. I loved scouring fabric shops for offcuts and imaging how I could put them to good use. I loved the art studio that I studied in for four years and I loved my very own desk complete with wall of inspiration. In fact I still love doing all of those things and under the rubble of clothes I’m planning to sell on eBay is a neat little desk and a wall of inspiration. I guess the only thing that has changed is that textile design is no longer a possible career path, only a hobby. And to be honest the time needed to indulge a hobby at the moment is fast diminishing.
Mostly my sewing machine lies unused (amongst that rubble of clothes), my box of needle, threads and bits and bobs has now been piled high with other more important possessions making it impossible to get to and I’m surrounded by the projects I have started with such good intentions and am still yet to finish.
No… I am definitely, by no stretch of the imagination, a textile designer.
But what I have realised is that not all of my DIY projects need to be big ones, and sometimes something small and simple which can be achieved in a few days is like medicine for your craft deprived soul!
I was inspired (yet again) by all of the great creativity and craftiness I was seeing from my fellow bloggers. I recently discovered P.S I made this, which is a great blog to both motivate and depress you in equal measures. (That is meant as a compliment in case you were wondering, it’s a wonderful read!) I am obsessed with Kate’s decorating updates and DIY queen Kit continues to amaze me with everything she turns her hand to.
After finding the need for a statement belt for my cable knit dress (which I spoke about in this post) I found myself embarking on one of Kit’s DIY tutorials and aiming to create my own as opposed to spending months scouring the shops for the one which was now embedded in my head.
Not wishing to take anything away from Kit’s original post, which is quite frankly brilliant, I’ll advise you to read the full tutorial on her blog if you too want to give it a go. But I will say that for a DIY novice (or like me someone who has been out of the game for a while) this is a great entry project to get you feeling crafty again.
You don’t need to spend a lot of money on materials (I cut up an old necklace from H&M) and you can just do a little each night until you feel ready to call it finished. And the great thing is there is no complicated pattern cutting, measuring or calculating involved. But do make sure you use a needle and thread!
I’m rather pleased with how it turned out… and am finding myself now asking ‘What else can I make?’ so if you have any more crafty tutorials to throw my way go ahead… this time I may actually finish them!