my first sewing machine
i've always loved fabric
and wanted to, you know, sew something:
arty/crafty, homey, whatever.
what finally got me to wind the bobbin
was winning a place in the
'remains of the day'
journal workshop conducted online by
mary ann moss' of dispatch from l.a.
i've long admired the spontaneity of her
work and her lisbon travel journal is remarkable
so i vowed that if i won a place at the
(sewing) table i'd get me a machine.
the genie in the random number generator
obviously wanted me to buy that machine
and i've threaded it and made my
first practice stitches on paper and fabric.