It seems like every cell in my body is aware of spring's arrival. All of the old-time Bloomington folks I know keep saying it could snow again, that March in Indiana is tempestuous. I choose not to believe them, siding instead with this, the tiny surprise I found next to where I park my car:
Though I've been slacking in blogland, I have been sewing at a frenzied pace in preparation for the upcoming Bloomington Handmade Market! It is held twice yearly, and this is my first time as a vendor. Actually, it's my first craft show. I'm kind of nervous and very hyped! Jessica and I formed a little sewing operation called Owlette, and we are focusing on cute things for little ones and their parents.
Food Not Bombs, having heard she was a seamster, and suggested we sew together. That was almost six years ago, and since then, I taught her to make quilts and she taught me to make clothing. (Well, we are both still learning.)
I just completed a set of crayon rolls to sell at the Handmade Market. I bought a set of crayons in order to figure out the measurements, and had to remind myself I don't need the 120-pack. Grade-school habits die hard, I guess.
My heart leapt when I opened the box--the smell of new crayons! So much promise in that box: no broken ones yet, no peeled-back paper, no duplicates or vacant spaces as a result of mandatory sharing with imprudent classmates. Yes, I was the kid who hoarded their art supplies.
And I would've been very, very into these! It combines two loves: crayons and organization! Each one holds 16, and rolls up for easy travel.
Some are print-on-print and some are linen with a cotton print as the pocket. Linen, I love you!
I actually made two of the circuit board print. For one, I like it, but it also seems like kids these days are born with a sixth sense called technology. It's a wonder to watch!
Linen, cotton applique, and jute. I used the green, leafy print to back a quilt for Oliver, as seen here.
Early on I decided to stay away from too many heavily gendered color and print choices. When I was little, my favorite color was blue because every other girl seemed to favor pink.
Here is my favorite, featuring linen and a Heather Ross horse print. I think the jute really adds to the whole 'giddyup' feel, don't you? This one is a nod to my past as a Horse Girl. My cousin owned a horse named Dolly, which she bought with her own money that she told her parents she was saving for a car. Instead, she brought home a mare and I loved her for it!
I made all the crayon rolls I can stand and am now moving on to greener pastures; namely, market bags. How do I know how much of one item to take along to a craft show? That's what has really got me, and I don't think there is a definitive answer.