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I love the old, the unusual and making something out of the discarded or unwanted.

When I was a little girl, being raised by my grandmother and great grandmother, they always told me I was full of notions (meaning ideas).
I guess it was born in me. I still get ideas and
I know they come from the Lord, because He says in His Word that all good things come to us from Him.

It was in my twenties when I first got bitten by the do it your self "bug". Because I chose to be a stay at home Mom with four young sons and a tight budget, I started hitting the yard sales and junk stores looking for something to fill my big eight room house.

That's when the "bug" got into my blood and it's still there to this day. So I filled that big house by restoring…

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  • Female
  • Born on December 22
  • Joined November 23, 2009

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Fabric, clay, papers, old pictures, jewelry parts, junque, cardboard, poly fill, glue, yarn, threads

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I love the old, the unusual and making something out of the discarded or unwanted.

When I was a little girl, being raised by my grandmother and great grandmother, they always told me I was full of notions (meaning ideas).
I guess it was born in me. I still get ideas and
I know they come from the Lord, because He says in His Word that all good things come to us from Him.

It was in my twenties when I first got bitten by the do it your self "bug". Because I chose to be a stay at home Mom with four young sons and a tight budget, I started hitting the yard sales and junk stores looking for something to fill my big eight room house.

That's when the "bug" got into my blood and it's still there to this day. So I filled that big house by restoring things other people threw away.

I had asked for a sewing machine when I was 13 and now I found numerous ways to make use of it.

I had seen some beautiful quilts. But I hadn't the time nor the material to cut those tiny pieces and hand stitch them.

My mother in law and my grandmother on my dad's side made quilts for us from out grown garments and even old drapes and blankets. They were by no measure very pretty. But they were warm. It caused me to take a different view of "the quilt". This was how the "poor" found a way to keep their families warm, back in the olden' days. It was "making do" and "using ut up".

Folks just didn"t throw anything away. They used every scrap. My great grandmother taught me to save everything. To this day, I have a hard time throwing anything away, I can always see something I can use it for.

When I was able I bought faric and poly fill and made my own quilts; similar to the ones I'd been given, from large squares and strips.

I had five beds to cover, so through the years I made a lot of quilts and though I never found the patients to follow the pattern for the wedding ring or the flower garden quilt I did develope my own pattern. And the squares and strips evolved into some pretty interesting and quite pretty quilts. I still make my quilts to this day the same way. My grandchhildren and others who receive them seem to be really pleased with them because they are warm and each one is unique and signed with love.

God put a desire in my heart to make quilts for the needy and I used to make several a year to send to the poor in Appalachia. I called them "Necessity quilts". I still try to make one quilt a month to give away.

My sons grew up, I found myself single once more, and starting a new life. I was blessed to have some great jobs with wonderful people, but my heart was always in my sewing and crafting and art. At one point I quit my job and opened a small shop, doing custom sewing, but it went under real fast. I didn't plan well and I couldn't bring myself to charge what I should have. So back to work I went. For another nine years. The bills had to be paid.

But my evenings and weekends were mine and I spent them doing what I loved. Making things. Or hitting the yard sales and thrift stores. And in Virginia Beach there was an abundance of both. Everything I bought was for something I had in mind to make.

I had to constantly find some way to challenge my creativity. I tried to paint and I do have a few pieces I might offer on ETSY someday. And there are a few sketches, also.

I bought junk jewelry by the pound and made a few pieces.

Then I found and fell in love with clay. I've never understood why, but I make shoes. Little ones that look like they have been worn and thrown away and stylish ones with high heels. Give me a lump of clay and more often than not, I'll make you a shoe.

While my clay is curing or baking in my old second hand kiln I go back to my sewing machine. I'm on my fourth one now. But I find now that I love to hand stitch, where I used to consider it a chore. This might be called getting old.

So I got this idea to make fabric coverd boxes.I'd give them away and people loved them. I don't buy boxes and cover them, I cut pieces from cardboard and design and construct each one from scratch; tiny ones and huge ones. The largest one is a foot high and forty eight inches around. See it on ETSY. There are silk ones and cotton ones. Then I got into purses and pouches and totes. And wallets.

Now I am retired here in the mountains of Virginia. Abingdon, Va is a wonderful place. I am just minutes from Tennessee, Kentucky, North Carolina.and West Virginia, where I was born; a coal miner's daughter. Maybe you'll find time to read my books. "I'm Ada"; Ada was my grandmother who raised me when I was born to a young girl only fifteen who had married at the young age of fourteen. Then I wrote "Just Vera"; a character inspired by mother. Both books are fictional, but based on the lives of the two women who shaped my life; and taught me to do and make do.

So now I live here in the midst of what looks and feels like an antique shop (make that a junque shop); planning to one day open another shop. But I could never make it happen. So I began to pray and ask the Lord to open a door for me to sell my stuff; to open the door, lead me to it and push me through.

And he did just that. He led me to ETSY. It had to be Him. I would have found it no other way.

I will tell that story another day.

Blah, blah, blah!!! Shut up, Virginia, and get to work listing all those things you've been bragging about making.

***Love, blessings and prayers to all!!!****


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