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Teacher turned fabric designer
Start writing... Have you ever wanted to share your passion with the world? Most creatives do. But what I would end up sharing was not what I thought it would be. My name is Ashley, I am an illustrator, designer and school teacher from Kalgoorlie, Western Australia. My mission is to bring joy and education into the world through vibrant and playful digital illustrations transformed into beautiful bespoke creations.
By Ashley Altes 5 years ago in Journal
Upcycler Extraordinaire
When you throw something away, where is away? I’m a native Detroiter who cares about the environment and wants to make a difference. So I upcycle. My journey into upcycling started with a simple mason jar, which I turned into a handy pump-top soap bottle. The transformation captivated me, drawing me to the idea that something so banal and ubiquitous as a jar could be converted into a useful, good-looking household item. When I learned that reusing one jar saves enough energy to watch TV for three hours, I was hooked. From there I was transforming jars into household gadgets ranging from light fixtures and pincushions to cocktail shakers and piggy banks. Today I consider myself an upcycler extraordinaire, taking just about anything headed for the waste stream and reinventing its use.
By Sara Weertz5 years ago in Journal
Create Your Happiness
Create Your Happiness Project Description This creative process is driven by my ultimate ambition to save the earth which sounds ambitious as it really is! Among the methods used are papercutting, model folding, beading and braiding thread. Meanwhile, for the material wise, watercolours are first used to do initial design iterations inspired by sea elements and motives before being cut and folded into desired shapes, forms and curves. A range of ocean-themed matching colours yarn, fairy floss, threads and wooden beads are being used for beading and braiding. Bubble wrap and plastic are being used to portray the feeling of sea surface. Aside from that, certainly not to be left out are important tools such as scissors, paper cutter, transparent tapes, all-purpose adhesive glue and a supporting metal stand.
By Sineal Fui Yee Yap5 years ago in Journal
Confessions of a Fabric Hoarder
Part 1: Finding Frank I remember standing in my grandma’s house, a small Northern Territory home with a large fly screened veranda, watching her stitch together tiny patches of fabric. One by one over the space of weeks they made a quilt. We all have one, every child and every grandchild, each with colours corresponding to our personalities. It was a laborious process but you could tell how much she loved to do it.
By Franklin Hooper 5 years ago in Journal
Resin in All its Glory!
Resin in All its glory! I have always been creating! Since I was a kid, at 11 yrs old, from building forts with screen doors and large rock seating to molding earrings out of polymer clay to fashion design to oil painting to silk-screening t-shirts for my first small business at 16yrs and now to casting the most gorgeous resin accessories, crafts and home décor! When I was in high school, I sold my first oil painting (a naked lady against a baby blue backdrop) to an art dealer in Vancouver.
By Tara Taylor5 years ago in Journal
Pieces of the Past
I felt so inadequate as I made the first cut. Quilting was not my thing. That precise, intimidating craft belonged to my grandmother. The mysterious quilting frame, strung by its corners just below her living room ceiling, became magical once it was lowered. With thimbled fingers, Grandma patiently stitched row after row, forming rhythmic patterns across colorful scraps. I treasure these keepsakes now, seeing bits of my childhood dresses and pieces of my mother's blouses of years gone by. There is nothing more comforting that snuggling up under these memories.
By Carla Edmisten5 years ago in Journal
The Garden Nomad
The Garden Nomad I’ve always been a creative, I spent my childhood drawing, writing poetry or making sure my dolls had just the right outfit with accessories and her house had to be fully decorated before she could fall in love with Ken. My first job was in retail, I enjoyed visual merchandising and floor-sets transforming the space from one color story to the next. I was coming up with new ways to make people stop and pay attention or start a conversation. I realized what I enjoyed the most was creating an experience; I was able to help people to see things in a different way while also connecting to a little piece of who they were.
By Amber Higgenbottom 5 years ago in Journal
SEQUINS AND GLITTER
Long ago existed a magical world in which personal, handwritten letters arrived in the mailbox on a regular basis. Grandparents and cousins lived far away. A summertime friend lived in an exotic placed called California. Birthday, Christmas, and Easter cards were cherished treasures. Notes from classmates were delivered on crumpled up notebook paper delivered through a friend of a friend of a friend, etc. The squeaky sound of the old-fashioned mailbox being opened and closed by a mailman that walked on foot was a sound that sent a thrill up the spine. It was a race to the velvety rose petaled rug in the privacy of a girl's pink room dream, where secrets were devoured while sprawled out on the floor. Fairy tales were spun about blizzards on a grandfather's farm, or dollhouses that were played with outside by an older cousin, on a mountainous hill, in a misty bay area, or a tea party my proper grandmother was having with her best sterling silver service. The latest music, fashion, and movies were revealed from afar in California, where everything seemed to happen first before trickling over to the rocky mountains.
By Lisa Brasher5 years ago in Journal
