A bit of stitching I did on a shopping bag a while ago for a present. This sort of nonsense does not warrant a place in my website gallery, which is reserved for the highest of art, natch.

I sometimes wish I had time to learn to sew properly and make cute things with buttons on and sell them and earn my living. But after a while I would miss drawing inky blotchy things, which people seldom want to buy, but which are a more satisfying outlet for my inky blotchy soul. Plus so many people do the creative stitching thing very beautifully; I could never compete (I cannot make a link here but google etsy for some amazing handmade stuff that warms up the cold unfeeling interweb, or www.traidcraftshop.co.uk for the lovely handmade cards much decorated with buttons and nice things...)

So making stitchy things will remain merely my enjoyable and cack-handed means of showing people I love them enough to spend a week of evenings cursing an unravelling piece of cotton and stabbing my sweaty little fingers with a needle.