Getting Crafty

Holidays are already becoming tedious. Already. I've been on holidays for... 4 days. I only have 4 months to go. 4 months is only 123 odd days. I can see some serious art getting made in this time. Serious meaning my dodgy scribble drawings with stickers and stuff, but still.

Today I filled my time with Op Shopping and drawing and making, I had two birthday presents to buy and today was the day to do so, I decided to buy myself some things too because you must know by now that is impossible for me to resist any opportunity to buy more clothes or useless knick nacks. Anyway so I made birthday cards, wrote a letter to my Aunty and wrapped presents creatively.

I love getting crafty, like with a glue stick and scissors and stickers and every craft supply under the sun. I find it relaxing, satisfying and fun. It has it all. I guess I like it so much because it's like being a child again, snipping and folding and sticking and scribbling and ruling and writing and ripping and taping and stuff to make little useless pretty things that feel fantastic to give and fantastic to receive. I will be the kind of person who handmakes cards for their friends and family for the rest of my life, no matter how childish it appears. Handmade cards rule. So does National Geographic magazine, I found one from 1965 today for 50 cents. Sweet deal.