This morning I woke up with the urge to be creative for the first time since I moved home. There seemed to have been a bit of a creative-post-degree-lull.
Also, I've got a some craft fairs lined up for the coming couple of months and the stock I have is mainly knitwear which isn't entirely appropriate for the season, so I set to work on making pretty things.
I've finally brought myself to dive into the box of broken old shiny things that I've been magpie-ing for years and assembled them with old chains and buttons and bits of found lace into eclectic pieces of jewellery. As well as making some of the old head-gear favourites out of a lovely piece of old tartan.
Flic "helped" too, but mainly slept.