Handmade field follows the humankind unity reuniting manufacturers and gifts
products from all over the worlds.
Comtemporary heirloom jewelry - where stones have style!
like handmade, especially when itís made with love!
I come from a family that believed in hand-made: my
grandmother was a clothing designer, grandpa was a tailor, dad was a haberdasher, mom is a baker...and I am a
jewelry designer! As a child I was learned to support the artistís community. When I travel and when Iím home, I
visit art fairs, festivals, and galleries for inspiration. Wherever I can find exceptional pieces by extraordinary
designers, I try to take a bit of their inspiration home with me.
My favorite handmade piece is a recycled
penny parking meter; the head is original and the pedestal stand is a wonderful bright orange with duck feet as
the base. Iíve had it for over 15 years and itís still the best conversation piece I have ever owned. And the best
part? It still works!!!
I have been making clothing for myself and my family for many
years, as well as soaps and shampoo. I love the fact that it is original, and no one else is going to have the
same thing. Purchasing WAHM items is my way of helping others that have the same beliefs that I have. I started
selling the items that I made as a way to help pay for college and to offer unique homemade options to others.
Making connections between generations
My daughters, mother, and grandmothers inspire me to
buy and make handmade. As a child, I have many memories of my grandmother Sarah's knitting bag. It was always
in the same place, right next to her chair in the living room. Her house was filled with afghans she had knit and
quilts she had sewn by hand.
My grandmother Rita loved to crochet, sew, and craft. She and my
grandfather made Christmas ornaments to sell at their church fair and my grandmother crocheted afghans. I can
still see them working at the kitchen table surrounded by all of the ornaments they had made. My own Christmas
tree is filled with their ornaments.
I had forgotten about the clothing both of my grandmothers had made
for my beloved Cabbage Patch dolls over 20 years ago until my mother brought them out for my girls to play with
and I saw the outfits they had sewn and knit for my ďbabies.Ē Those little outfits are something I can cherish
and are a way for my girls to connect with my grandmothers, whom they were unable to meet.
I make things
by hand so that hopefully a little part of me will live on for my family members to cherish. I buy handmade
because I value the work of other women and men, I value each item's uniqueness, and I value the piece of each
person that becomes a part of their craft and brings that craft alive.
The Leading Thread
My introduction to the wonder of handmade was thru
my love of yarn. I. Love. Yarn. I'm pretty sure I need a support group for it, but the closest I could get was a
couple of stitch n'bitches at a local yarn shop, and a spinning class.
There was something about being handed
a big pile of in-the-grease roving, going thru the process of washing that, spinning it and ending up with this
beautiful skein of yarn in my hands that connected me instantly to something much deeper and primitive and primal.
I haven't put my spinning wheel down since.
My yarn addiction was furthered after finding sites like Etsy and
Hyena Cart and the colors of yarn that you would never find in JoAnn. I was hooked. It subsequently inspired me to
start dyeing my own yarn and rovings.
Along the way I picked up a sub-addiction. Sock knitting. Everyone on my
Christmas list is getting custom made hand knit socks. I've been hoarding sock yarn like it's going out of
Handmade inspires me because it dares you to take something ordinary and make it truly unique, truly
rare. And never is a a handmade item created without a tiny spark of the creator's soul in it.
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