A New Love
On a recent trip to the stationery shop I got a little distracted. I went with my girls to buy them some acrylic paints and paper. Two (!) hours later we finally left laden with goods and my wallet (handmade leather of course) was a lot lighter. As well as the paints, paper, canvases, pencils, erasers and sharpeners, I walked out with a set of textas (aka markers) for me even tho I don't actually like textas - too hard to colour in with.
However, I've been wanting to learn calligraphy for over twenty years. Craftaholic I am, I've bought lots of calligraphy pens and sets over the years. I even have a beautiful wooden box with different coloured inks and different sized nibs. It's sitting in the craft cupboard. Still waiting.
So if I've got all those pens already why on earth did I go and spend my money on more supplies? Well, I'm a sucker for colour and handmade. I adore all those beautiful, handwritten, inspirational posters and I want to be able to create my own colourful, handwritten fonts. I'm the original 'I do it' kid. You know the one - she's always wanting to do it herself even if she has no clue. It's way beyond her abilities but she's still determined to master it. Well at least have a crack. Plus the kit I bought had a cute little instruction book. 'Nuff said.
And if I'm being really honest here, it's fun buying something new. Opening the package, breathing in the smells, feeling the products. A sensual delight. Add the excitement of a new craft and learning a new skill and you've got my idea of heaven.