So a few years ago, I got it into my head that I was going to learn to sew. I bought a sewing maching at wal-mart, some fabric and a pattern to make Kobe some pajamas. I dutifully cut out the fabric and pinned it, ready to make something handmade for my dear, loving son to wear.
Things didn’t go quite as well as I would have liked. I couldn’t get the speed to work for me, my stitches were wonky and uneven, and the fabric puckered. I put it away, thinking after a few days of peace I’d come back to it.
Fast forward 3 years, and you’ll find me today, deciding (again) that I can totally do this – no way is some stupid machine going to make me admit defeat – and maybe starting with something smaller is the way to go. I decided to make a camera strap cover, and found this awesome step by step guide over at Photojojo, which incidentally is becoming a very handy site for me.
Off I go, on Halloween day to Hancock’s Fabric to pick up something cute and quirky to make the strap out of. I find something I kind of like, wait in line for 30 minutes to check out, but get home too close to trick or treating time to really get a handle on it.
It’s only later, around 12:30am, when I’m trying to stay awake because I have to remote in to stupid work to do some Daylight Savings Time changes, that I decide that sewing is the perfect thing to keep me up. At best, everything comes out perfect, and my hour of trying to stay awake ends in an immaculate camera strap, the likes of which cannot be found even in high end specialty stores the world over. At worst, I get pissed off and give up, cursing the day I decided to expand my creative outlets, but at least I stay awake. I was mostly hoping for something in the middle. Which, actually is about where I ended up. Take a look.
Is it perfect? HELL no. Is it wonky and loose in some places and tight as a proflactic in others? You bet your sweet ass it is. Is the stitching even close to being uniform? Please, please don’t examine it too closely. Are those strings hanging out of the end supposed to be there? Hey – get off my case, I’m still learning! But is it done? Fuck yes.
Behold, internet, my first machine sewn object.