I still remember the first time I tried to paint on felt. I was working on a birthday banner for my niece, and I thought it would be simple to just grab
The first time I held a clump of fluffy wool roving and watched it transform into solid felt under my fingertips, I was absolutely hooked. There’
I still remember the winter afternoon when I first discovered felt flowers, holding a wilted grocery store bouquet and wishing there was a way to preserve
There’s something almost magical about watching loose tufts of wool transform into a tiny creature with personality and soul. I discovered needle
I still remember the first time I watched loose wool fibers magically tangle into solid fabric right before my eyes. It was like witnessing alchemy, and
I still remember the first time I opened digitizing software and stared at a blank screen, wondering how I’d ever turn my grandmother’
When I first unboxed my embroidery machine years ago, I had no idea it would become such an essential part of my creative life. The moment that needle
I still remember the first time I watched my daughter yank a glass ornament off our tree, eyes wide with fascination as it shattered on the floor.
I still remember the afternoon I ruined my first embroidery project with uneven backstitches that looked more like a caterpillar than a clean line.
There’s something magical about transforming simple sheets of felt into a dimensional wreath that welcomes guests to your home. I fell in love with