I finally opened the box last week. The big box that contained my new sewing machine. It’s been a bit intimidating having this huge machine in my studio office. I set up the machine and gave it a test drive. I think I’m going to like it.
Things don’t feel right yet. My work space has changed due to this bohemoth living with here. The space I used to use for cutting has shrunk and also is the extension table for Bohemoth. It’s all awkward. Everything feels awkward, by system is out of balance.
I have another table in my room that use to be the cutting table. It became the catch all years ago. With a little effort (I’m almost there), I’ll be able to clean it off and use it again. How does one collect so much stuff? Clippings with ideas/inspiration and patterns for future use. Of course there’s fabric, yarn, paints, brushes, rubber stamps and beads. I really need to thin and re-organize.
I hesitate on culling, because I view most of what I have as part of my toolbox. I just know there’s going to be a day when I need that synthetic stretchy metallic-looking fabric. And, who knows when I will need a metal bee to adorn a quilted flower. Maybe I don’t need 200 hundred little bees, but you never know.
Either way, it’s time to get cleaning and sewing. I have some deadlines ahead and Bohemoth is nagging me give it some exercise.