Last night I had the pleasure of meeting 12 crafty ladies, organised by the lovely Nichola & Justine (over at Nikkishell and 62 Cherry) at Amitie – a truly magnificent fabric store. All were Melbourne bloggers, (most with a craft focus) and it was very inspiring to be surrounded by such talented and charming company. We all made gifts to trade on the night, and every time I received a new package which were all so beautifully and carefully crafted I felt so blessed and unworthy in some strange way.
It was, to be honest a bit nerve-wracking to meet them all in such a brightly-lit room, around such a big table. There was absolutely nowhere to hide, so I warmed myself up by purchasing a small stash of some superb fabric (more on that another day). I’m sure I wasn’t the only one feeling that way. 🙂
After a bit of small-talk, and general nervousness, Nichola suggested we all start the swap – and one by one we passed things around and gave a brief intro. So nice to put faces to blogs, and get to know people a little better. Strange to meet people in the flesh who you feel you know through their blogs. You learn so much, and you know so little really. ….
Here’s why I was so lucky, and who we all were:
This little cutie from Tatania
This lovely scarf – plus a pattern to make a gorgeous softie from Jhoanna
A fabulously cosy hot water bottle+cover from Dana
A book in a hand-felted, and beautifully stitched cover from Joanne
Hand-printed (gotta love a gocco) cards from Kirsten
The softest angora mittens and a card from Leslie
A fab needle-case and card from Justine who couldn’t come – oh we missed you!
And this! from Nichola
These hand-cut and printed cards and a truly gorgeous little fella from Rosie & Melly
Plus an amazing journal and badges from Susannah
And this soft notebook in an (Armani!) embroidered cover from Tina
My contribution to all of this was some quilted pincusions, made of linen offcuts from canvases. I wasn’t so much trying to be thrifty as find something unusual that was functional and said a little about what I do. The pins were made of shrinky dinks and were done by hand. The shape of the pincusions werre supposed to be like little mountains, which always remind me of winter – having grown up under the shadow of Mount Wellington in Hobart.