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Spare Time, Loose Covers

I've pretty much finished my second year at the Northern School of Art and I have really seriously enjoyed it - I have learnt so much and feel my confidence growing... Its a relief to have handed everything in for this year and I just await my marks and at this point what will be will be!!!!

We have had some more family stuff to sort out and that has taken considerable energy -   now I am hoping for a little relaxation time and some space to get on with some projects I have been planning in the house for some time...and finally an empty day arrives so the first thing I started was sorting out my work space ha ha ha its just not feasible - every time I move something  I swear it just multiplies - gets bigger .... Its full of college left overs which needs sorting - mostly binning - I seem to save every little scrap and I mean every little bit 'cos most of it gets used for my sketch book embellishment... So I put that effort aside and decided to cover my old arm chair instead... reusing some old curtains which are just the wrong size for this house.   I have painstakingly cut and pinned the fabric inside out sewing every seam in big stitches first so it can be unpicked easily.... and eventually, without too many mishaps, I now have a lovely loose cover giving my old tatty previously red, charity shop arm chair a new lease of life. It also uses up some of my fabric stash so double winner and a tiny corner of my studio emptied!!!


Pictured here against the ONLY blank wall we have in the house and it goes rather nicely with the crown lampshade (worn as a hat every Christmas)....

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