....."the heart is hidden in a keyhole".......
What a day! It started early and ended late. I just got home from the shop and it’s past midnight. I should be tired, especially when I saw the clock reach 3:30 am the night before, wide awake, tossing and turning and trying to force sleep against its will.
I’m riding on fumes and the engine is starting to sputter but if I have to I’ll get out and push this old clunker to the finish line! Strike while the iron is hot I say, before distractions happen and the fire flickers to a soft smoldering flame.
I’ve always said designing is my favourite part of the business but usually all the other responsibilities take precedence; I get burdened down with paperwork and other aspects that are equally important just not as much fun.
I’ve been pretty psyched lately. The creative juices are flowing and the notes are growing. I have post-its on post-its, they’re producing like minks on a breeding farm. Crumpled papers in pockets and even a quickie sketch on a segment of toilet paper, guess where I was when that inspiration hit? Ideas are oozing out of me like uncapped toothpaste and I can’t get to them all fast enough.
Time is an evil dominatrix, bossing me around and making me do other stuff when I really only want to sneak away with my pencil and paper. I’ve even been taking work home, after being in the shop all day and evening. There just aren’t enough hours in the day when you’re on a roll.
So here is one of the hot of the press designs…..Vintage Keys. In all the years I’ve been collecting ideas....I have boxes filled to the brim with bits and pieces of inspiration...I’ve never thought about keys. Chelsea brought the idea to my attention and I immediately saw the result in my head so had to get it down on paper. Antique keys are beautiful, works of art in themselves, and practical, tools to gain entrance to our lives, such small important pieces of metal, over looked and under appreciated for their purpose. Because of the size I couldn’t do as much detail as I would have liked, some keys have amazing fine, filigree work but are too comprehensive to hook. I had a lot of fun putting these specimens together, and the keyholes to fill the gaps.
Well, now it’s 1:00 am. I feel tired, my bones ache and my feet aren’t happy, but I can betcha once I hit my pillow that will all be gone, replaced by a renewed energy that makes me want to get up and vacuum the floor or do a bit of dusting, ironic considering I never get the urge to do these things during daylight hours. For me, bedtime is like running a marathon; I’m charged and awake, as if someone crazy glued my eyelids to my forehead. No sleep in sight. Now weirdly, I can sleep on the sofa no problem, or in the car, or at work on the settee, but something about the bed reinvigorates me, primes me for action....get your minds out of the gutter...that's not what I mean! I’d settle on the downstairs sofa tonight but wouldn’t hear the alarm tomorrow morning and there are two customers planning on being at the shop at 10:30 in the morning that wouldn’t be very pleased with me.
The only time I feel drugged with sleep is when the alarm goes off and I have to get up. Then I could doze until the cows come home, snuggled and cosy, surrounded by the little warm bodies of my hairy kids. Somehow my inner timer is off and I have to work at setting it back a bit, but I wouldn’t have to if someone would just add a few hours to the already established 24 so I’d have enough time to get it all done. But, you know what they say, there’s plenty of time to rest when you’re dead. Life is for taking the big bite while you still can and at 54, with time on the decline, I need to hustle.
Vintage Keys 34" x 25" is listed under Christine Little Patterns - New Designs
I’m riding on fumes and the engine is starting to sputter but if I have to I’ll get out and push this old clunker to the finish line! Strike while the iron is hot I say, before distractions happen and the fire flickers to a soft smoldering flame.
I’ve always said designing is my favourite part of the business but usually all the other responsibilities take precedence; I get burdened down with paperwork and other aspects that are equally important just not as much fun.
I’ve been pretty psyched lately. The creative juices are flowing and the notes are growing. I have post-its on post-its, they’re producing like minks on a breeding farm. Crumpled papers in pockets and even a quickie sketch on a segment of toilet paper, guess where I was when that inspiration hit? Ideas are oozing out of me like uncapped toothpaste and I can’t get to them all fast enough.
Time is an evil dominatrix, bossing me around and making me do other stuff when I really only want to sneak away with my pencil and paper. I’ve even been taking work home, after being in the shop all day and evening. There just aren’t enough hours in the day when you’re on a roll.
So here is one of the hot of the press designs…..Vintage Keys. In all the years I’ve been collecting ideas....I have boxes filled to the brim with bits and pieces of inspiration...I’ve never thought about keys. Chelsea brought the idea to my attention and I immediately saw the result in my head so had to get it down on paper. Antique keys are beautiful, works of art in themselves, and practical, tools to gain entrance to our lives, such small important pieces of metal, over looked and under appreciated for their purpose. Because of the size I couldn’t do as much detail as I would have liked, some keys have amazing fine, filigree work but are too comprehensive to hook. I had a lot of fun putting these specimens together, and the keyholes to fill the gaps.
Well, now it’s 1:00 am. I feel tired, my bones ache and my feet aren’t happy, but I can betcha once I hit my pillow that will all be gone, replaced by a renewed energy that makes me want to get up and vacuum the floor or do a bit of dusting, ironic considering I never get the urge to do these things during daylight hours. For me, bedtime is like running a marathon; I’m charged and awake, as if someone crazy glued my eyelids to my forehead. No sleep in sight. Now weirdly, I can sleep on the sofa no problem, or in the car, or at work on the settee, but something about the bed reinvigorates me, primes me for action....get your minds out of the gutter...that's not what I mean! I’d settle on the downstairs sofa tonight but wouldn’t hear the alarm tomorrow morning and there are two customers planning on being at the shop at 10:30 in the morning that wouldn’t be very pleased with me.
The only time I feel drugged with sleep is when the alarm goes off and I have to get up. Then I could doze until the cows come home, snuggled and cosy, surrounded by the little warm bodies of my hairy kids. Somehow my inner timer is off and I have to work at setting it back a bit, but I wouldn’t have to if someone would just add a few hours to the already established 24 so I’d have enough time to get it all done. But, you know what they say, there’s plenty of time to rest when you’re dead. Life is for taking the big bite while you still can and at 54, with time on the decline, I need to hustle.
Vintage Keys 34" x 25" is listed under Christine Little Patterns - New Designs
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