Thursday, March 5, 2009
The sewing room, done, but not dusted
When the room got so disorganised I could barely stand to be in it, I just knew the time had come to make a more functional space. In my mind, I think I was dreaming of something straight out of a Freedom or Ikea catalogue, smart and new, wood and glass, Scandanavian simple but elegant style.
In the end my inner tight wad got the better of me. Just about everything I bought at an op shop and the shelving units were bottom of the line from the local Mitre 10. I just couldn't help myself. But you know what, it just has so much personality. I love it. More than if it had been designer brand new. I love my baskets from the Bangladesh women's weaving co-operative for my sewing odds and ends, and my kauri tray with ceramic tiles for my threads, and my art deco inspired magazine rack for all those Burda pattern books, and the empty marmalade jars for buttons and haberdashery and the op shop baskets for bigger sewing supplies and the little wood turned bowls and ceramic vases for scissors and markers. It's all there, and organised.
I also really love how I got to reuse just about everything I already had. Even an old laundry hamper got rejigged as another home for fabric scraps. (See how full it is, the scale of my fabric scrap problem can not easily be ignored. I sew around 20 garments a year and we moved here 5 years ago. That's a 100 garments worth of scraps folks)
And let's remind ourselves of what it was like before:
And here's the happy ever after:
Posted by Mary Nanna at 4:09 PM