A Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins With a Single Step

Although I used to mess about with Fimo when I was a kid, and make odds and ends, I wouldn't have described myself as a crafty person and certainly I never really took to art at school or pursued it in my free time after the age of ten. But in the last three years, getting crafty has become a total obsession - one that has taken over an increasing amount of our family home and now has an entire room dedicated it. So I guess you could say I'm a born-again crafter... and living proof that there is none so devout as the converted!

It began when I was on maternity leave from work with our first son.  I got a black ink pad and a book of watercolour paper and I made a whole bunch of prints of his tiny hands and feet and I made them into cards to send people, thanking them for the baby gifts. Of course, after I started sending them off to people, it occurred to me that if I kept posting them away, I wouldn't get to keep them! So I took a nice old photo album and I started scrapbooking as a way to keep a record of all the little everyday moments of my young son's life.

There were some a-m-a-z-i-n-g stationery shops in Bangkok, where we living at the time, and once I saw all the beautiful papers and embellishments available - that was it - I was hooked! So now, three years, a different country and another baby later, every free bit of time I have at home, I'm in my craft room, surrounded by a mess of paper and glue.

where it all began...