Making as a part of Generation Y

 

This isn’t about anything I’ve made but more a personal observational piece. I’m a guardian reader and recently they’ve had a whole series of pieces about the different ‘generations’, in particular about generation y.

I am a member of ‘Generation Y’ (people born between 1980 and early 2000’s)and two things from different pieces stuck out:

a) we are oversharers – we’ve grown up culivating an online presence,  we choosing to share things, we want people to respond to them so to keep people interested these things need to be increasingly interesting/novel

b) we are scared about the future and don’t see how we can have the things previous generations have taken for granted

Some of these things really resonated with me and made me think about my attitude to certain things and whether or not it’s typical of ‘my generation’.

In general I’m not so much of a sharer, my best friend regularly says that she only knows when stuff is going wrong because I stop talking about anything. However I started this blog to take a little pride in what I was making, to record and review the time I spent putting into things. This was at a time in my life, whereby I needed to remind self of the things I take pleasure in.

Yet despite starting the blog in order to share more about my hobby it still took me three months before I admitted what I was doing when asked by my boyfriend, while typing a post. Nor do I actually tell anyone I know in real life about this blog.

I was so thrilled when I got my first view. I don’t actually check too often (~ once between posts) but its always a good moment when I see that someone, somewhere has seen something from me and decided to check it out. At the moment my blog is still mostly written for me.

However then I joined instagram, and oh my gosh am I addicted. The instantness of it, means that everytime I look I see something new. The lives other people live look so glamorous (well in a crafty way, my version of glamorous apparently involves a separate craft room with dedicated storage, all day to sew and cute kids who apparently don’t get in the way).

And it’s easy for my pictures to been seen and liked by people. So very easy, and it feels so good when people do. This means that I find myself setting up shots especially for instagram. I find myself being disappointed when after they’ve been up for half an hour, they don’t have any likes. And suddenly I’m acting exactly like a typical member of ‘gen y’ (well according to the media at least).

While I’m picking and choosing shots and hashtags, that I think will get me the most likes I’m also being constantly updated with the lives of others. Personally the people I follow are pretty much all women, most with children, some with fulltime jobs, others with their own buisnesses and some stay at home mothers. And every day I watch their lives, I admire the things they find the time to make and envy the ease with which they appear to handle everything. And yes I know I that despite anyones/everyones intentions, Instagram and the corresponding blogs are a curated version of someones life. And while some people share the bad as well as the good that’s still the bad bits they took the time to think about, to write, to edit.

The problem I’m facing at the moment is that my circumstances mean my anxiety is sky high at the moment. And actually that’s okay if I can manage it, which after the last two years of various therapies and meds, I can. But part of managing it, is not creating things to be anxious about, and keeping myself grounded to reality. This is where my personal interaction with the social media side of making has gone wrong.

It’s the balance between being proud of something and wanting to share it but not caring if strangers don’t like it on instagram. It’s remembering that everything someone shares so publicly, they’ve made a decision about whether or not represents the image they are sharing.

And I can do this, its not easy but I can keep reminding myself, that maybe I should be sharing more with those close to me and care less about strangers. I can be ok with writing blog posts that no one reads as long I am proud of whats in them.

The thing I can’t change is that despite my decent degree, depsite the PhD in a subject I still love, I can’t imagine a future where I could possibly afford to own a house, have a child, have a whole room for sewing and not have to work full time. It just seems so far out of reach. And this bit I don’t know how to change.

 

 

Greeting cards for all occasions

February is a birthday month in my family, which combined with valentines day and a really early mothers day, meant I used up my stock of handmade cards and needed to replenish it.

Also as it’s my birthday in feb, my stock of coloured paper (my closest friends dont write on the coloured envelopes anymore so I have more to use), and cards was also increased, so I had new things to play with.

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Yeah, this is how I work

I got all of my crafting things out and covered the table and played. I spent a very fun sunday afternoon making the following different cards:

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The first batch I made I used a technique I often fall back on: windows. I like the way it lets me combine a large variety of different pictures and patterns and still look chic. I don’t have a picture but I also managed to get my partner to make a card with this technique for his mother. The card on the left uses some of my large ribbon stash and a simple weaving technique. IMAG0703

I was then looking for cards that used up my stash of coloured envelopes. The balloon card I’ve made before and have a template for the balloon shape, which makes it a quick make. The bunting cards came from a tesco post. And the log cabin card triggered a brand new idea and one I loved playing with.

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These log cabin cards are made in a similar way to lag cabin quilts with strips added then cut to size and gosh do they look beautiful. But oh my they make a mess, and so many scraps. It is definitely something I’ll be doing again though.

Beaded Bottle

I started this project on a mental health day, so I guess it’s appropriate that I post about it on another. Its not been the easiest month for me, but that actually means I’ve made lots of things but not written about them, so here is the first of a few catch up posts.

I’d been considering trying to cover a vase, bottle or candle glass with a beaded cover for a while but had been put off by a) not finding anything suitable and b) knowing it would be a long and repetitive project. However I found a bottle that looked interesting, while I was visiting back home. It had some shape changes (to keep things challenging) but didn’t look like it would be too difficult (so I had a chance of finishing it).

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Bead choice was pretty fluid I started with a matt iridesciant blue/grey that I’d been saving for something special. As I started to realise how many beads I was going to need, I went stash scavenging for any other colours I had in a similar coating. This turned up the turquoise, pale grey and purple beads. It was only after I’d added  the turquoise beads and was starting to see natural tones, and landscape/beach like views, that I went shopping and found the gold toned beads.

The actual beading is only circular peyote with a very slight decrease in the main section of the bottle and then a significant decrease when it changes widths. This was pretty tricky to judge, I think I carried on decreasing for too long, as its slightly stretched.

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A close up of all the decreases

 

I really enjoyed doing this project, it was simple enough I could do it while watching TV, but interesting enough to keep me wanting to carry on. It took a flying start on the first day because I spent several hours working on it, but actually even in total it only took me just under three weeks to complete. Mostly because I was so excited to see and display the finished project.  So here it is:

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This year, I’ve started to expand my  skills and start making things that are truly mine, from conception to completion. It’s a good feeling, but I wish I could stop using it as an excuse not to do other things.

 

The begining of March

And it’s another month again. As always I recently finished a couple of things, which I’ve been meaning to write up. I always get held up by trying to take pictures in daylitght – recently I’ve been taking them while eating breakfast (and trying not to get them sticky). So hopefully I’ll get a couple written in the next few weeks.

Febuary has been fun, I’ve had a couple of weekends with the flat to myself which has let me really get stuck into things (and make a mess). Also with it being my birthday month, I’ve had a few gifts of crafty things to help me out.

So here are my current projects:

  1. The blanket – I bought more wool again
  2. Some english paper piecing – I have plans for a cushion cover but lets see what happens
  3. The fringed bag
  4. The sea glass necklace
  5. The four point star
  6. My beaded diary
  7. A quilted oven glove – I’ve had the pieces cut for a while but been sitting on them
  8. And my quilt – I finally got started, and made two blocks last month.

And things I completed

  1. The hat for my friend
  2. My Rivoli necklace – and I’ve worn it a few times
  3. A heating pad – unfortunately this has come in really useful over the last few weeks, my shoulder has been playing up massively.
  4. A vase covered in peyote stitch – This has been some serious work (and potentially the cause of the pain) and looks amazing, I’ll definitely share it soon
  5. A whole series of cards – again I’ll share these as i tried out a few new designs and got my boyfriend to make his mother one at the same time.

 

I’m looking forward to March as I have my  liberty knitting class, which should be a lovely day out.