Well, let’s not have every rare blogpost open with a ‘sorry I’ve not been here for ages’, because whilst I am sorry that I’ve neglected writing stuff here and reading all the excellent blogs that I like to read, the endless cycle of time off -> apology catch-up post -> more time off -> less exciting apology catch-up post does not sound like fun! Although hopefully more regular posting will resume shortly.

Suffice to say, I’ve been on holiday. And doing a bunch of other stuff because it’s been well over a month. I met an astronaut, for example, and he gave me a NASA badge. Which, to my dismay, I lost a day later. I also conducted keyhole surgery twice, while drinking wine both times. These are the highlights of the Edinburgh International Science Festival.

Aside from a new-found love of science, one of the things I discovered during my break is that the Lake District is awesome. Totally amazing. I’ve lived in the UK for the vast majority of my almost 28 years now and I don’t think I’ve ever actually been round that way before. In my head, England looks a certain way. England is green pastures, and forests, and rolling hills, and villages, towns, the occasional city. In my head, I picture where I grew up in the Chiltern Hills, and Yorkshire, and then my mind becomes blank because I have deleted all knowledge of living in Birmingham. And the rest is all Scotland, now and for the foreseeable future. So ladies and gents, as it turns out, the in my head version of England is all wrong! England has mountains! proper snow-capped ones! They cluster around huge, dramatic lakes so that wherever you go you are just a moment’s walk from a picture postcard view.

View from Keswick

An old friend from university, Drunk Laura, got married in the Lake District on Easter Monday. She was called Drunk Laura the entire time we were friends and neighbours, partly to differentiate between her and her flatmate Christian Laura, but during our student years we often thought we should have named her Accident-Prone Laura instead, as she was rarely out of plaster. One time when we were about 20 I persuaded Laura that the flat we were about to go to didn’t have a front door, so we had to access their party through someone’s bedroom window. After I scrambled through, I turned around to see Laura with both feet on the windowsill, clutching the frame. And she shouted my name and let go with both hands. And broke her arm.

I felt very guilty about it, but Laura just laughed. I think that was only a few weeks before she drunkenly leapt on me in the street, bringing us both down to the ground, and fracturing her elbow. And about a year after that she showed up at my house limping, having fallen off the pavement. When frozen peas didn’t help we wheeled her to the nearest hospital on an office chair (not wanting to pay money for a taxi, being impoverished students) and it transpired that she’d actually broken her ankle. By falling off a pavement. Otherwise known as a sidewalk. A kerb. A height of just a few inches.

Anyway, I’m happy to report that despite the groom accidentally kicking that very same ankle during their first dance and drawing quite a lot of blood that caused them to cut the whole thing short, Drunk Laura did not break any bones during her wedding. She looked beautiful, the ceremony was lovely, the speeches made everyone laugh and cry, the happy couple looked SO totally happy and in love, and the dancing was epic. Plus the DJ played Pulp’s Disco 2000 which gave me excuse to dance around and point at myself during the “Deborah, Deborah” bit, which is always fun for everyone (namely me).

Laura bridal suite photoshoot

We also forced the happy couple to have a bridal suite photoshoot on their four poster bed.

So, the Lake District. Totally gorgeous. Here are some photos look, from our bedroom window, and near a lake, and half way up a lofty mountain that we climbed.

View from the windowSomewhere near Keswick Lake District

While climbing said mountain, we discovered that with some parts of the Lake District, the more remote you go the more people there actually are. Just because you’re climbing a mountain doesn’t mean there won’t be streams of people everywhere you look drinking tea and loudly singing songs from The Little Mermaid and giving you a bit of entertaining chat as you pass each other, clinging onto the handrail because it’s actually quite steep and you’re actually quite scared of heights.

We also realised foolishly that seeing snow-capped mountains everywhere around us would obviously mean that the mountain we chose to climb would, duh, have snow at the top. And snow is quite hard to navigate – especially when all those hoards of people have smushed it down into a sludgy kind of ice. But, still, we climbed to the top, we took dramatic jumping photos that were never quite timed perfectly, we flirted with some other mountain climbers, and then we discovered that on the other side of the mountain top (and in the direction of home) there was even more snow. So we invented some innovative new snow-appropriate means of transportation. Lizzie, who last year married Tom, one of my other best friends from university, went with a ‘shuffle step’ that was cautious yet cool, I went with an extremely gravity-friendly form of ‘crabbing’ which didn’t look in any way gracious but did enable me to clamour down icy rocks like a crustacean  while Sam, who has featured in a few blog adventures, invented the ‘squat ski’, as demonstrated below, which in my case occasionally turned into ‘bottom tobogganing’.

Mountain top jumping Squat skiing Lake District

The moral of this story is: climb snow-capped mountains, guys! It’s fun! Also: visit the Lake District.*

* This post is in no way sponsored by the tourism people for the Lake District. I don’t think they’d have approved the term ‘bottom tobogganing’ for starters.

Once its in you it never goes away

Earlier this month I was waxing on about being all committed to the upcoming 30 Days of Lists and my Working List of craft projects and my reading 13 Books in 2013 and my training for a 5K and making my bedroom my own and increasing the quality and quantity of blog posts. I still totally want to do all that stuff. That stuff is awesome stuff. But here’s what I’ve been doing instead this month, and I don’t even feel guilty about it:

  • Watching Scotland totally thrash Italy live in Murrayfield Stadium and partying it up afterwards with friends and strangers as if we all had a hand in the final score and weren’t just doing Mexican waves and cheering a lot.
  • Combining productive days doing exciting and useful things at work with fairly regular gym visits and feeling like one of those “work hard, play hard” arseholes.
  • Skyping friends and family and just loving seeing real faces talking and laughing instead of disembodied voices down a phone line.
  • Going to a brilliant Mardi Gras carnival in Edinburgh’s Summerhall with friends, wearing huge wings, dancing enthusiastically to big brass bands and sousaphones and admiring some amazing costumes on adults and children galore. Even cooler was that while the carnival was happening you could wander round the whole of Summerhall, an art studio, live music venue, workshop, brewery and community space, with the animal anatomy signs and ‘dissection theatre’ nodding to its previous life as a veterinary school. This photo shows part of an exhibit of Summerhall’s resident artist Stephen Thorpe, the neon sign “once it’s in you it never goes away” either beautifully optimistic or seriously depressing, depending on your take.
  • Pulling out a proper wiry grey hair and pretending that’s the only one there is.
  • Spending time with ladies. Remembering what makes a close group of females so special and getting so much enjoyment out of simple movie nights in hoodies, with wine and party rings and gossip.
  • Having lots of fun dating two men simultaneously (it’s OK if they know about it), but increasingly realising that I usually wake up thinking about the tall, bearded, Ghostbuster-quoting, hilariously bad joke-telling, self-confessed geek with the cheeky grin and gorgeous eyes. Whether this lasts or not, right now is pretty fun.

So, it’s the first of March and I don’t have list 1 of my 30 Lists finished. Clash of Kings is sitting half-read and neglected on my bedside table, there’s still an unpacked box hiding behind my room divider, and the one item I’ve finished off my Working List has already fallen apart twice before I’ve even had time to post photos of it here. And I’m off to a hen do this weekend, so don’t expect things to be changing round here too soon!

Bear with me, blog-readers; when I am back here properly like I want to be, at least I’ll have some cool stories to share. Service will resume as normal!

Debbie x

I’d like to put it out there that in general I have decent taste in TV shows. I like a lot of the popular good quality programming like Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead and Breaking Bad. I am a big fan of those short-lived series that have gained cult status, like Wonderfalls, Freaks & Geeks and Firefly. I enjoy funny shows featuring quirky women like New Girl, Cougar Town and Miranda. I watch decent crime shows, gritty British dramas and clever Danish thrillers. But then there are those guilty pleasures; those shows that you make an awkward joke about when someone catches you watching them. I love Judge Judy. And I love The Bachelor and The Bachelorette.

I don’t know what it is that gets me hooked on these shows. The concept is fairly solid – get together a group of attractive, successful people of similar ages, all making an effort to find someone for a serious committed relationship, give them exciting things to do in stunning locations while famous people play them romantic music, and really there’s no reason why they shouldn’t find love. But then there’s the competitiveness that comes from having just one girl or guy to fight over, the ‘ I’m not here to make friends’ one, the one that’s not there for ‘the right reasons’, the one that shows up in a wedding dress or gets a tattoo after one date… and that’s where the entertainment lies. But, anyway, I have found that watching The Bachelor/Bachelorette as a single person is a bit depressing. Because there are no limos full of eligible bachelors showing up at my front door.

bachelorette-jillian

Except that recently I had a weird revelation. In my efforts to get back in the saddle, I joined an Internet dating site last weekend and have been having so much fun with it. I’ve had a lot of weirdos message me, with the super imaginative saying only “hi”. There was the 60 year old guy, the guy who proposed we go straight to the wedding chapel when we first meet (we won’t meet), and a fair few guys who seem to speak without any punctuation whatsoever. I’m a stickler for good grammar when it comes to online dating prospects. But there have also been a surprising number of normal guys getting in touch. Attractive, suitably aged, funny, interesting guys. I find myself drawn to guys who identify themselves as ‘geeks’ so online dating seems to be a bit of a man gold mine.

Tomorrow I’ll be going on my first real life date for quite some time. I am extremely nervous, but have warned the guy that I tend to tell awkward jokes, and my 96 year-old Granddad told me some good ones lately, mostly featuring old men on buses  The additionally awkward thing is that I am currently messaging and flirting with a few different guys. Which makes me feel like I am in fact The Bachelorette, or else I’m just a heartless harlot. Although it seems complicit with this online dating thing that everyone is just constantly checking out everyone else. So the guy I’m meeting tomorrow is probably messaging other women too. And those women are probably messaging other guys, and so on and so forth until we all become a giant M. C. Escher drawing.

So, in an online world where everyone is semi-dating everyone else, we are all The Bachelorette. That is what I have decided. It’s just about finding everyone’s best fit, out of all the possibilities. And it applies in real life, when we randomly meet someone and start something datey; we are actively choosing them over all the other possibles out there.

This is not a world-changing revelation. It’s so obvious that this is probably not news to everyone else. But it’s changed how I feel about dating. Instead of trying to show my best sides and win over guys I like, it’s become about me picking out the guys I like most. I have adopted a Bachelorette mentality to dating, and hopefully this means that eventually I will end up with my… (searching for a successful couple that’s still together after their season of The Bachelorette aired)… JP? They’re still going, right?!

march 2013 giant header

30 Days of Lists is coming! Beginning at the start of next month, I’ll be creating daily lists inspired by whatever prompts the lovely bloggers behind the programme send my way. This is such a simple idea that worked oh so well for me last September. It kind of took over my month a little bit, but the book I created in that time is now so precious.

debbiedoesdoodles finished book 30 Days of Lists super thick

I often look enviously at the pages other people create in travel journals, Project Life, or scrap-booking and wish I had time to organise all my memories so creatively. Being realistic, I just don’t; if I were to spend the amount of time some people do capturing the details and events of their lives, I would have to give up something vital, like work, or socialising, or sleep. And I sort of need to do all of these things to stay healthy, sane, and not a bank robber.

Handily, this list project requires a lot less time, and is concentrated into just 30 days of intense crafting fun. Some days if I have time I might make a super busy and fun page, but I’m OK with just putting pen to paper and writing a straight forward list every now and then too, since real life takes priority.

Here’s what I’m hoping to get out of March 2013′s Thirty Days of Lists:

Getting my blogging mojo back – this post is breaking one of the longest dry spells of blogging since it started! I’ve been super busy for the last month doing really interesting and varied social activities, exercising and getting much fitter, working hard (not robbing banks, for the record) and Internet dating (which I will definitely tell you more about sometime soon). These things have totally absorbed all my spare time; I’ve been collapsing into bed every evening and practically passing out from exhaustion. In a fun way. But I do miss blogging, and my ‘ideas’ list just keeps growing, and growing, and growing.

Using up some alphabets – I went totally nuts on eBay recently and bought multiple pizza-boxes of alphabet stickers and thickers from a crafter having a mammoth clear-out. Bargain! All those amazing alphabet sets! Taking up so much space on my bedroom floor!

Broadening my blog reading – Last time I did this I discovered a bunch of new bloggers who I felt I got to know through the listing process. Fingers crossed there are even more this time. You know I’ll post about them if there are.

Forming creative habits – I find I’m doing much less craft now than I used to in my old flat. Maybe something about sharing a living room? Hopefully this will help me overcome the fear of list-making in public!

Bonding with my mama – This year I also signed up my mum, who loves lists so much we nicknamed her List Woman a few years ago. For her birthday in January I made her a 6×6″ minibook and put together a box of fun papers, embellishments, washi tape and alphabet sets, to help encourage her inner creativity. She’s been wanting to become more crafty so I hope this is just the ticket. I’m seriously looking forward to seeing what she puts together – I’m hoping she’ll share some pages over at the blog I have thrust upon her, which is naturally titled “List Woman!”

If that sounds good to you, sign up to 30 Days of Lists right >>> here <<<

The sooner you do it, the more giveaways you can enter! Free stuff! Woooooo!

My love for Polish paper supplier Sodalicious is no secret, so it’s no surprise that I love their blog too, with its colourful layout ideas and art journal challenges.

It inspired me to start an art journal. Something to be messy in, to try things out and make mistakes. I am usually very controlled about art – everything is planned and measured, drawn up in pencil and templates. And being so controlled and striving for perfection often stops me from trying new things. And sometimes doesn’t feel so satisfying as just going for it. So, since I discovered through 30 Days of Lists that I am most creative and decisive when I have the pressure of a time limit, I have taken up the Sodalicious art journal challenge.

art journal cover
Now, so far my cover is distinctly un-messy. I covered the front of an A4 sketchpad with a wallpaper offcut and added some chipboard letters. It’s a little boring right now, but I imagine I’ll keep adding bits and bobs to it as I go.

The first art journal challenge of the year was to create something in the theme of ‘Something New’. So suitable for a New Year challenge, and great for me as I begin a whole new stage of my life. I created this page using almost entirely Sodalicious supplies, from the background paper to most of the letters, and even using a Sodalicious stencil for the chevron details. My favourite part was definitely flinging paint onto paper with wild abandon (while kneeling over my bath, since the messiness should probably be restricted to the page, rather than the walls).

Something new art journal challenge

Naturally after spending a few hours one afternoon creating this page of wishes and hopes for 2013, I forgot about it entirely until after the deadline passed. Ooooooops. So, before I do the same again, here is my entry for the art journal challenge number 19, with the theme ‘Brainstorm’

Brainstorm art journal challenge

I went for a more literal interpretation for this one. It’s funny timing – I was speaking on the phone to my Dad recently, who asked me what the weather was like in my head. My Dad is a bit of a weirdo so it didn’t seem like a particularly odd question – in fact we branched out into discussing the things that we keep in our heads too. Mine felt very heavy, like a grand piano; his felt rusty. These comments incurred strange looks from the strangers I was walking past in the street.

So, since the weather in my head is a little stormy lately, I’ve created my ‘brainstorm’ with black clouds moving across a blue sky, a jumble of thoughts, thunder, lightning. There’s a lot of paper scraps thrown in there, with bits ripped or cut out of magazines, messy paint, streaky yellow oil pastels, and some bold alphabet stickers. (I got a little ahead with myself with the month there though). Finally, a couple of Sodalicious elements by the way of chipboard embellishments to add a little geometric interest to the page. I like that this is messy – I stuck down lots of things without thinking about what came next and I grabbed what was to hand instead of sorting through my paper stash for co-ordinating patterns. I want to be even messier next time – that is my mission!

I definitely recommend art journalling for those looking for a little inspirational push – you may be surprised with how it all comes together!

Recitethis screenshot

I’ve been meaning to post about www.recitethis.com for ages – this site started up last summer and is an exceptionally cool tool for turning quotes, expressions or personal mantras into visually interesting images. It’s oh so simple to use, although may take a few attempts to render the image as it does seem to get stuck on ‘Connecting 0%’ if you’re an Internet multi-tasker (so, top tip: give it your undivided attention for a moment or two). Your creation can then be shared on a variety of mediums including Facebook, Twitter and Pinterest, or can be downloaded for your own use.

I had a little fun with some Ogden Nash quotations, a hilarious genius if ever there was one.

Candy is Dandy but Liquor is Quicker
Ogden Nash happiness
Ogden Nash parsley
Ogden Nash panther
Ogden Nash waxed the floor
Ogden Nash weaker sex

For a huge range of examples, check out Pinterest for SO MANY Recite This generated images, including a good mix of inspiring and hilarious expressions.

I’d love to hear if anyone has a go themselves!

This is a far, far longer and more heartfelt blog post than is normal, but on the plus side there are some mixed metaphors about fishes and cycling, dramatic stories of near-death experiences, a child falling over and a conga chain of dogs riding bicycles…

fish riding bicycle

Images via Wikimedia Commons: Stout beardfish (brilliant name) and 1990s ladies bicycle, put together by yours truly

What’s that expression about a fish riding a bicycle? Well, if the break-up clichés are true, not only are there plenty more fish in the sea, but apparently at some point you also need to get back in the saddle. In order to find those fish. In the sea. See, that’s where the metaphor gets confusing.

It’s easy to focus on the positives in life when it comes to blogging, maybe because this online world can be whatever we choose it to be. We create our own personas and will be judged only on what we choose to show. I love blogging, and that’s partly because I can be the version of myself online that I want to be all the time. Blogging about interesting or exciting things pick me up when I’m not quite myself in real life. But it’s time for me to be real: life is hard right now. I am struggling with the day to day. I am struggling to see a future where I will be ready to get back in the saddle, let alone be in the kind of state where I could find a new fish. Because I’m not sure I’m a whole fish myself right now.

Ok, am I stretching the metaphor here? I can’t tell. It’s making me feel vaguely Little Mermaid-y.

My break-up happened almost three months ago, but I’ve only really been able to process everything that this means since I actually moved out of our shared flat a couple of weeks ago. And some days the absence of this man I loved so much is almost too huge to bear. When I was younger I suffered from depression for a few years – and despite those being pretty key rites of passage kind of years, that whole stage of my life is a blur; hazy memories of friendships and half-hearted studying and a physically repressed feeling, kind of similar to claustrophobia. When I look back on what I remember from that time now it’s like watching a TV show from underwater. And I have been so scared – and still in fact am – that that feeling would return to me now. So I am working hard (with the support of really lovely friends and family) on keeping myself positive and physically healthy, as well as sharing and communicating, to pull myself out of this. This rare ‘what I am actually feeling right now’ blog post is a part of that.

I am not good at being brave. Which is possibly why this break-up is hitting me so much harder than I had expected, and so much harder than other break-ups over the years. Because in this relationship I had been brave, and totally let go. I was entirely convinced that this was ‘the one’. And now with the wise old eyes of hindsight I can see that the relationship was far from perfect, and I was not entirely myself while I was in it. But at the time I was totally trusting in it. I was this girl:

So, to return to the metaphor… almost two years ago I had a bike accident. I was mountain biking with a couple of guy friends at the bike trails at Glentress Forest in the Scottish Borders. Being a not particularly brave person, I took the rear in the exciting down-y slopes so that I could take a moment to sum up the courage for each big drop and retain some vague feeling of control, which actually helped me let go of being scared and just enjoy it. After a while I got into the swing of it. And then, as we flew down quite a steep gravel track running between the woodland trails, a stranger in front of us braked suddenly. My friend Mike went into the back of him, and flatmate Chris crashed into him. I remember seeing this pile-up of bikes and cyclists and thinking I had to brake. And that’s the last thing I remember.

For the next half hour, I had goldfish brain – I would ask Chris why we were in the forest, why there were other people’s clothes laid on me, who was this stranger sitting next to me, and then about 40 seconds later I would ask him the same questions again. Gradually I began remembering the answers  he was telling me – we had been mountain biking, we had had an accident, I had hit my head pretty hard, I was in shock and had become very cold, this was a park ranger, paramedics were coming… My bike helmet, split up one side, was in my lap. Eventually an ambulance came and asked me where I lived (no idea), who the Prime Minister was (Nick Clegg? – haha, clearly even head-injury Debbie couldn’t stomach the idea of a Tory Britain) and gave me some gas and air. I was kept in overnight for observation and released (still in my bloody mountain-biking clothes) 24 hours later to return to the flat which I now remembered clearly. It took me a couple of weeks, but I recovered. I got to keep my cracked helmet and my discharge papers have ‘amnesia’ written on them, which makes me feel pretty soap opera-y.

scraped up bicycle helmet

But, here’s the thing: while the tale eventually had a happy ending, I haven’t cycled since. I was never a particularly frequently cyclist, and I hate trying to cycle in a country covered in hills, but I actually enjoyed riding a bike. I used to au pair in Italy and an afternoon cycle became my absolute favourite thing. Even though this wasn’t my first near-death cycling experience! A 19 year-old Debbie once took a seriously wrong turn cycling along a busy Italian road and I found myself riding an old fixed-gear granny bike with a basket and no lights through a major Italian galleria (a tunnel through a mountain) without road lights, pavement or hard shoulder. I had to cycle for about fifteen minutes as cars honked at me while zooming past , and I honestly believed I would die. The expression “light at the end of the tunnel” has never been more appropriate than when I finally rounded a corner, saw daylight, and realised that I was going to make it.

So, following my second near-death cycling experience,  this lack of bravery has now stopped me from getting back in the bicycle saddle. But I desperately don’t want it to stop me getting back out there socially, to be confident with new people and one day find a new fish. I’m not exactly searching for one yet, but in true rebound fashion, I am instantly developing major crushes on any eligible bachelor I speak to. But I find myself nervous and awkward. I went out this weekend and our small group of normally-dressed females in skirts or jeans and regular colour skin was surprisingly popular in a club full of teeny tiny dresses, push up bras and orange faces. So I talked to a few men. And I either mocked their outfit choices (drunken Debbie is MEAN!) or made incredibly awkward self-depreciating jokes. I think I need some practise here.

I don’t believe that a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle. (see, I remembered it eventually). Because I know how amazing it feels to be with someone that you consider a partner. I guess I have to keep that in mind when I think about the future. But right now I need to focus on being a whole me… a whole fish. And stop falling in love with strangers. And maybe start cycling again? After all, if these dogs can do it, what possible excuse can I have?

So after all that, I think what I am saying is: I’m going to be brave, I’m going to persevere, and the bicycle is there, so when I am ready I will get back on it.

And also: always wear a helmet when riding a bicycle. Seriously.

A Polish friend had a birthday this weekend, so I decided to make him a card. Partly because making at least six cards in the next six months is part of my Working List, but also because I adore the paper ranges of I Lowe Scrap and spend way more money than I should online at Sodalicious, Poland’s finest scrapping supplier! So I had a bunch of Polish alphabets and papers that seemed just right for the occasion.

card making ingredients

Supplies used: ILS Tis the Season 05-06, ILS Tis the Season 01-02, ILS Vivid 01-01, ILS alfabet miętowy, Fiskars border punch, star punch, 1 inch circle punch, corner rounder (seriously, didn’t realise I had such a variety of punches!) and washi tape. I also used some yellow stickers at the last minute to punch the star details out of, which aren’t shown.

I sketched up a wee design of the card layout I was thinking of beforehand, since I don’t do this all that often. Sometimes ‘winging it’ with craft projects for me means ending up with sticky fingers and a strange assortment of mismatched paper shapes/yarn/sequins… So here’s what I drew up:

card layout

And this is what I created! I’m pretty happy with how all the shades and patterns of the I Lowe Scrap range compliment each other, and all the circles – gotta love the circles.

Lucas birthday card

1/6 handmade cards created! And that’s a teeny tiny step towards completing my Working List.

Ah, the alliteration.

Here are some funky freebies I’ve been collecting from different corners of the Internet to mark the beginning of 2013 and with which you can mark off the days that follow! Click the images or links below to visit the crafty creators’ pages…

Sweet New Year calendar
Free Printable “Sweet New Year” calendar by Amy Ross of Eat Drink Chic – download it here.

january2013 calendar 91 magazine
January desktop background (let’s just pretend we’re not half way through already) from 91 magazine – here (via Heart Handmade).

The Best is Yet to Come
Love Party Printables’ 2013 calendar is downloadable from Catch My Party here, and there’s a whole set of matching party printables there too!

Love Mae downloadable desktops
These downloadable desktops are released each month from Love Mae, one of my favourite blogs that makes me feel unashamedly girly. Get January’s here or wait a while for the brilliant March design which will instantly be at home on my laptop!

That’s all for today, have amazing weekends folks!

Meredithe over at Pomegranate and Chintz has been spreading the organisation inspiration by publicly announcing a Working List of ten craft projects and encouraging others to do the same.

The idea is, you list ten WIPs (Works In Progress), UFOs (Unfinished Objects), ideas or designs you’d like to work on, and then you do it. So simple! This is great for me. I am a Procrastinator. An Unfinisher. An Easily Distractable. I get half way through a project and then see something else I’d like to start, and like a fickle fool I drop one for the other. Chances are I finish neither. I’m the same with books – and will be talking more about the solution for that sometime soon too!

With this Working List I am publicly naming and shaming them. Ten projects that I will be working on from now. And since I know what I can be like (an easily distracted procrastinator who never finishes anything), I won’t let myself begin something new until I finish something off my list first. I know for sure I want to do 30 Days of Lists in March (sign-up opens 4th February!) so I need to get at least one of these projects completed in the next two months in order to do so guilt-free. Shamefully I have more than ten projects on the go right now, so this list will be my focus to get things done, until finally I have walls of handmade artwork, lovely personal gifts to give and definitely not a cupboard full of half-completed items.

Typography painting updates01 Typography painting
I was given a set of canvasses last Christmas (in 2011!) and chose to use the biggest one to paint an A-Z in different fonts and colours. It was a lot of fun to plan and begin but I gradually seemed to lose momentum and enthusiasm for this and haven’t touched it for over six months. Most of the base colours are on but I’d like to work on the texture and depth of the letters, and perhaps rough it up a bit – at the moment it seems flat and dull to me. The canvas is so large that this is probably the biggest project in terms of both time and space demands.

02 Knit an entire scarf
So far I have two lines. Learning to knit has been slow-going… I am yet to demonstrate the rhythmic clickety-clack that many knitters seem to have mastered!

03 A photo album for Laura
Beautiful Dutch Laura is well worthy of a photo album. I started this when she moved away from Edinburgh, two whole years ago. The ridiculous thing is that it’s almost complete, but now it’s two years out of date!

Two clipboard pinboards04 Clipboard Décor

I posted about these two clipboard pinboards I created for my old flat months and months ago. I really liked these at the time, even though the cork coasters made them totally unbalanced and wonky, and the washi tape wasn’t especially well colour-coordinated. Now I just want to refresh them – remove the coasters and the lengths of washi and cover them with some interesting paper or fabric instead. I’d like to continue using them to organise myself in my new flat for the new me.

05 Pattern book
Something I started to prepare for the screen-printing course that sadly fell through in November. I have no purpose for this book now, but I like the idea of collecting and sketching patterns. This is not the project I am most excited about, but will probably be one of the quickest to complete, since once I start doodling I often find it hard to stop!

wax crayon painting
06 Wax crayon painting
Ok, this one is a lot of fun. I saw this idea on Pinterest and decided to give it a go myself a few months ago. It’s super simple; all it takes is some wax crayons, a canvas and a hair-dryer (or some other source of heat). I built up a layer of wax crayon drips in purples, blues and greens, but soon discovered that the individual shades were almost indistinguishable, and some of the darker colours didn’t stand out so well on the darker-than-expected navy blue that I’d painted the canvas. So, while I’d planned to make another painting using the brighter, warmer colours from the crayon box, instead I’ll combine them all onto this one canvas. Since getting this far I’ve seen some really cool designs using the dripping wax – instead of a bunch of straight down wax drips that is! Until I begin anything more exciting with wax, I must complete this one – a straightforward wax crayon canvas should be an easy evening activity.

07 Mixed paper Minibooks
This is one thing I’m just itching to work on. In the last year I have totally fallen for all the colours and patterns of scrapbooking paper. And while I’m still not a scrapbooker, I do seem to be accumulating beautiful papers. I’ll be making a minibook for March’s 30 Days of Lists and would like to make a few more while I’m at it, for friends, family or even Etsy!

Laura birthday card08 Handmade cards
It’s totally crazy that while I have a couple of large boxes of interesting card and paper, alphabets and embellishments, I still find myself buying expensive and generic last minute birthday cards for people. I made this handmade card for Laura last September (apparently she is the most frequent recipient of my handcrafting!) and really enjoyed making something personal for her birthday – it was also surprisingly simple and quick to create.

Making handmade cards is more of a habit that I’d like to curate rather than a specific project. So for this list item I’ll set myself the goal of six handmade cards within the next six months. This allows for real life to get in the way, but I can always cross this item off sooner if I reach my goal quicker than that!

09 Postcard wall art
I just bought three different postcard box sets. It felt incredibly lavish of me. I also recently broke a large clip glass photo frame – leaving me with a sizeable ready-to-hang piece of chipboard. Oh, and my new bedroom has a large wall begging for a feature. So, how exactly these items will be combined I am yet to decide, but I am excited at the possibilities…

10 Font book
A while ago Emily Jeffords shared some attractive new fonts on her blog Beautiful Hello and mentioned her Font Book, which made me think of an actual book of fonts. While it turns out she was talking about her computer’s font library, the idea of flicking through a big shiny book filled with my favourite typography sounds glorious, and would also be a pretty useful resource for design projects. At the moment this is purely an idea, but I see a Blurb book in my future.

And that’s it! I’ll be keeping this list updated monthly and/or as I check things off it, since that’s the whole point of publicly committing to a working list. In fact, what better time to launch the new ‘Projects’ page of this blog – up the top there just under the ‘About Me’ tab. It’s a page to collect together all of my favourite and current projects – the things I aspire to do more of!

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