If I were to describe myself in the language of textiles, I would say that I am linen and lace, with a few denim days thrown in here and there.
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I have a passion, no, a need to create.
Most often that is manifest through the fiber arts of crocheting, knitting, sewing, spinning, and weaving. Occasionally tatting and embroidery will make an appearance, and if you do not find lace somewhere in one of my projects, well, maybe I was having a bad day.
Paper crafts also hold a fascination for me. I have created cards, scrapbooks, mini albums, and most recently find my interests held captive by junk journals. This medium is in many ways an amalgamation of all the forms of papercrafting that I have used to date, and it satisfies my paper fascination thoroughly.
I am a wife, mother, and grandmother, a daughter of the King of Kings, living, loving and keeping the faith in the Intermountain West. In the summer I garden, in the winter I keep warm with the many fiber projects that tantalize my sense of touch.
Small bits of weaving that live on your floor created by upcycling cast of fabric into domestic art.
These handcrafted journals are made using a combination of paper products rescued from thrift stores, packaging, scraps and printed-on-demand digital scrapbook papers.