Sewing Room Almost Done

When I moved into this house 3 years ago I wasn’t sewing as much as I used to and I had more furniture than I had room for and chose to have the 3rd bedroom as a sitting room/library. That room had my mom’s living room furniture and lots of sentimental keepsakes. Then along comes Olivia. She was just 1.5 years old and pretty much still a kitten and into everything. So the door to that room was closed and it was as if it did’t exist. 

New years eve with Jack’s help all that was changed. The treasured lamps I lived in fear of breaking were boxed up and the other furniture was repurposed and moved. So we have a empty room just waiting to become a sewing room. It’s taken me several months to get to this point but it’s ready to use now. 

I had all my fabric stored in this closet already, but just reorganized it to make it easier to find those favorite little bits. 

 A metal rack and a bookshelf squished into this closet just fine after all the closet hardware was removed. Two other machines live in here till they are needed. They are both specialty machines. A needle felter and a Baby Lock Sashiko.  

My fabric cutter was still out in the garage, but it has returned and has a special place now where it’s easy to use. 

The cutter sits on this pretty reproduction of the Tiffany Dragonfly table

that was designed to go with the lamp. It holds the machine securely and has

plenty of room for all the die cut supplies 

I have room now to have the sit down long arm and the regular sewing machine open all the time. Even got a new chair. So everything is in one room. I took the Phaff to the shop and it’s all cleaned and ready to play. 

So now it's time to get my zen back and enjoy once again my fingers dancing with soft fabrics and yummy textures. I am going to finish the 30's little baby quilt top that was started about 5 years ago first. I also have a stack of hand pieced 12" squares that Jack's mother had done. These are ready to be made into a top. Just need to figure out a sashing and border colors. 

So here begins of a new source of artist expression. I'm sure I had plans for at least half the fabric I have. Those memories are gone and now new ones can take their place. With this passing of time I have changed and who knows what path my fiber arts will take now. 

Oh and Olivia said remember to keep that closet door closed

or your beautiful fabrics will become a cat bed!