Stick a pin in me; I’m done

When I woke up yesterday, I had already decided to take onat least three projects, one of them being a sewing project I have been putting off – a pin cushion.

It seemed easy enough, and I thought it would make a good pause between other projects. Hand sewing, for me, can be almost a meditation, an exercise in quiet. More than that, I thought it silly that I had made a skirt, upcycled a shirt, and a few other projects but had not put together two little squares (or circles) to make a cute pincushion. While I have nothing wrong with the traditional tomato cushion, I felt I should follow through on what I see as a Right of Passage.

Besides, I have some great fabric just sitting around!

I looked up a few different techniques and looks, and then I decided to do what I almost always do, which was to just wing it.

How to put this? Okay, yes, I did well in school. Yes, I am a quick learner, and I have done well in pretty much any job I’ve held. Yes, I studied for a few months and surpassed the requirements on the PRAXIS math test to teach. And yet, for all this, I am still not smart enough to remind myself that I need to follow instructions.

I didn’t start sewing when I was young; I come from a family with an inherent bobbin-winding deficiency. With the exception of writing and cutting and pasting pieces of paper, I am still new to the world of DIY to this extent.

I have high aims, though. It is a difficult road, teaching myself how to do these things, but I take great pride in it. Even my failures! And, I should clarify, I did make a pincushion. I just didn’t make it correctly, and I will likely have to make another one in the future. Which is fine.

What’s wrong with it? Well, the button is certainly not sewn on correctly, nor the ribbon, and it is perhaps a bit smaller than I should like.

But what is right with it? It holds pins! Done!

For now, enjoy the picture!