I'm still messing around with these little apron tops. I wanted to join the realm of dollmaking because I love the way it seems to connect to the puttering tendencies of mine, the futzing and adjusting. My hands fumble a lot, and I look forward to when doing becomes smoother, though I think I'll always push myself to the verge of too hard. Just hard enough.
I'm working on grades for the composition courses I teach for a university and after that, I'm giving myself over to constructing my first doll. My hands ache to roll wool, to try something just hard enough, but I have to behave, as one thing brings a paycheck and the other only has potential.
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