Once upon a time there was a girl who watched her grandmother and her mom sew.
She begged her mom to teach her, but eventually took a sewing class on her own.
She got a sewing machine for her birthday and started sewing.
She became enamored with fabric and patterns and
the more she sewed the more she learned and the better she got.
Then she picked up a needle and stitched a girl eating a watermelon.
Then she stitched some more and eventually thought of a name and opened a web store.
At some point she realized that her life of classroom teaching was over. Job after job opportunity fell through and that old desire for teaching in an academic setting just fell away.
And her heart stirred.
Her heart stirred greatly to create a place for people to come sew and make things.
A place for people to gather, to party and celebrate and learn.
A place for people to buy fabric and pattern and notions the likes of which you can’t easily get here in this small town.
So a dream was born.
This dreamer is not a professional seamstress.
I don’t have a degree in design or art or even business.
But I have a passion
and a stirring
and I almost have a plan 🙂
Yesterday I wrote about creativity and honestly I long to create a space for people to see that each and every one of us is creative. Given the right encouragement, teaching, tools and space we can all make things. That is evident in that crazy painting I painted.
And while I’ve been reading this amazing book about prayer, I’m learning to pray.
I’m learning that this business isn’t going to come about because I did something right.
It isn’t going to come about because I planned so perfectly.
It’s going to come about through prayer.
Would you pray along with me friends?
The goal is to be open by next Fall 2013.
I long to open in downtown Maryville and while I don’t have a logo yet, the name is “the crooked stitch: a sewing-craft lounge”. I can’t even begin to tell you all the things, tiny things, that have happened or I have learned since this stirring started. The encouragement that is continually pumped into my heart to just keep on going with this is amazing and yet fearful at the same time. But isn’t that life? Risk and following our dreams/our heart stirrings isn’t safe. But oh it can be so amazing in the end.
And here are the two spots I am specifically praying for…
This one would anchor between two current and successful artsy-fiber studios. One a well known knitting shop (across the street) and one a pottery-art open studio on the end of the block. It would almost start to make this block a artsy sort of block.
This one has been my dream place from the beginning. But the space is huge and the rent is incredible.
Let the story begin.