Sew Cool.

So I have a friend who runs a craft store. For a person like me, who dabbles in all kinds of drawing and painting and constructing, and sometimes has students who need me to come over and help with the craftier aspects of Socials projects (18th Century birchbark canoe replica? Fur trader’s memorabilia box? Wampum beads?), this friendship is a boon.

Trouble is, she’s got it in her head that I’m an artisan. And she’s interested in putting on a local artist show, with people selling products made from, and demonstrating with, materials from her store.

Damn her enthusiasm. I started thinking about a bag I was thinking of making. Sheets of felt, stippled cherry blossoms. Nothing too challenging.

But the trouble is my sewing machine. It was made sometime between 1947 and 1952. And it hasn’t been serviced within living memory, so it’s a little unreliable. So I thought I’d check it out online. After all, I might be better to chuck this little piece of junk and buy a basic model, yes?

Oh, so no. It turns out this model has cults of devoted fans. Upon reflection, I guess that’s why my machine (inherited from my grandmother) is about sixty years old and still working.

I called a sewing machine store today to ask if they could still service something so old. “A Featherlight?” asked the older Austrian-accented man on the phone. “Oh, those are good machines, We can do that.”

Cherry-blossom purses may be forthcoming.

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