Who’s the twit?

This must be an age thing as it’s a full month since I went to York for the first Felter’s Group. Where has the time gone? There, I had to say it, I’m turning into my mother. This week we were mostly doing needle-felting, a particularly dangerous sport. We were also doing the obligatory tea-drinking, […]

I have a soft pot for you

To some, writing or creating is like breathing – there is a flow in and out, sometimes more inhalation than exhalation or vice versa, but even though the resistance can be there we can’t help ourselves but do it. I have spent the day itching to be creative outside of work, and succeeded in doing […]

A starting point in felt

Beginning anything can be a painful process. It’s taking that first step into who knows what. Actually committing yourself to doing something, anything can take more force than is absolutely necessary and even when no force is required as it’s just so darned simple I am more than capable of creating a few obstacles. I […]