Earlier this year I joined Yusuf Osman in a podcast, discussing the value of getting messy and making mistakes; paths into the leather and fashion industry, both as an educator and as an artisan; and introducing and positioning craft as central to the human experience.
Forcing myself out of my comfort zone again and sharing a recent article about my leather work. Click here to read. From page 48 At first I planned to share this on my news page of my website only. Even though I am fully aware that more people look at my blog page. Introvert, remember! Hiding is my automatic go to! Taking some of my own advice I recently gave to a student. "The pursuit of perfection can get in your way! No one will know what you do if you do not show what you do!" I was recently interviewed by Teddy Hayes for World Equal magazine discussing my work as a leather artist. The article came out last week and I hesitated to share it. Why? Being discribed as an artist in an article. Last year when I met Teddy he asked if I was an artist and I hesitated to answer the question. He seemed to recognise my response and said if you are hesitating that means yes! Que lots of overthinking and discussions with the people who know me well and I let them see more of my creative work than most. I still have moments that I hesitant to describe myself as an artist. The tide is turning however, recently I have realised my focus on being creative means that description works well for me.
Side One : The pure joy of Saddle Stitching Marking the stitches with the pricking irons and using a hammer to hit something. The peaceful calm of pulling the Linen thread through the Beeswax and threading the needles. Piercing the holes with the awl. Positioning the pieces inside the stitching clamp The calming rhythm of stitching while listening to background music. The satisfaction of a lovely, finished row. The joy of looking at the finished piece and thinking “I did this purely with my hands”
Side 2: The frustration of Saddle stitching Marking the stitches with the pricking iron and it moves, now the row is not straight, the piece is ruined, and I have to recut. Missing the iron and hitting my hand with the hammer! “******!” The thread keeps breaking or keeps getting tangled and I have to rethread lots of times. But then the row looks messy! So, I take out all the stitching and start again. Piercing the holes with the awl, but put in the wrong way, the hole looks odd, drives me crazy so I recut I lose the rhythm when stitching, the beginning looks fine, but the end of the row “Meh! To ease the itch in my brain I have to take out the stitching and start again. Or I have a hissy fit, say lots of rude words” **************! Then I go and get some chocolate or cake and start again.