We all have our own creative passions…
Be it with your hands or your mind – all of us indulges a little *something* creative.
Share your story with me, with us…
I can remember writing stories in a spiral bound notebook – hidden away in my walk-in wardrobe. For me it was an escape from reality. One that I needed, in order to ‘survive’.
They were glorious romances. Being swept off my feet (because I was always the heroine in these epics, you see).
That phase passed, and I can remember my first forays into jewellery. Braided friendship bands and beaded safety pins, given to friends and worn pinned at the bottom of my school shirt.
Photography followed. I loved to be behind the camera – never in front! And my specialty was those ‘sneaky’ shots – the candid ones when the ‘victim’ wasn’t looking.
Life got in the way then – university, boyfriend (which led to husband). Then work and children – and all things creative were put on the back-burner.
In my early 30’s, I rediscovered photography. Took a couple of courses. This led to scrapbooking. I love scrapbooking, because it turns your memories into a story. The paper and embellishments add to the memory, stirring up the ghosts and giggles.
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It was insomnia that led me back to jewellery in the end. Husband was away, and I couldn’t sleep. We were poor, broke students – but the thought of not being able to give a little something to my sister at Christmas was not something I was going to contemplate.
A bag of beads for two dollars and I fell in love all over again.
Fast forward 7 years. I’ve progressed from the $2 bag of beads to sterling silver and playing with fire.
The family understands my need to create. That it is something that keeps my fire going… a thing that Mother and Wife must do for herself.
I’m on a mission to perfect my craft. The define my niche. Stay true to myself and my creative passions…
Share your story here with me – When did YOU fall in love with creating?