I was never bored growing up. Between my mother
teaching me how to make cornhusk dolls or my dad carving little chairs out of
wood, there was always something happening at my house. I learned how to sew
when I was six and crochet when I was 7. Living in the country with not much
else to do; my siblings and I learned to entertain ourselves.
Today, my brother is a woodcarver and makes little Santa's and people that my sister-in-law paints and my sister is an artist, in watercolor and
oils. Of course, I have my embroidery and sewing business, along with writing.
It should be of no surprise to anyone that our
children carry on that artistic gene as well.
She has been baking and decorating cookies for less than two years. She is self-taught and has also learned to design and print her own unique cookie cutters.
With Valentine’s Day soon approaching, enjoy this
sweet treat.
Those are beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you Liz! Her work amazes me.
DeleteWhat talent! Nice post. I have discovered that many writers have other hobbies and talents. I'm a woodworker, and love to sew and do decorative painting. Isn't it funny how the talent/gene evolves in families? My mother was very artistic, and now my youngest son is also addicted to many forms of art.
ReplyDeleteI believe it evolves in families too- I would love to see some of your crafts- So cool that your son is addicted to art. It is my therapy <3
DeleteI do embroidery. Complaining of boredom in our house inevitably resulted in being given chores we didn't like to do.
ReplyDeleteI remember that!
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