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Crafting Hope
Only three weeks after my return to work, following a lengthy medical leave for breast cancer treatment, the COVID pandemic shutdown sent me home again to ride out another crisis, waiting and hoping for the best. I was just bouncing back after a difficult year in survival mode. My husband died six years prior and my sons were serving in the military far from home, so I relied on the compassionate and loving presence of my friends, extended family, and colleagues, as I fought to endure chemo and recover from surgery. Their incredible support got me through the cancer ordeal. COVID ushered in a new round of uncertainty and fears with a health crisis on a global scale. As it continued with no end in sight, my eldest son convinced me to ride out the ongoing pandemic with him. Moving to his home took me far from mine and, with unexpected deployments, I ended up alone more than I anticipated. I decided to channel my creative energies in my time alone to make symbolic and uplifting holiday gifts for those I missed back home. With limited supplies at my son’s house, I had to be resourceful. The accumulated cardboard boxes from pandemic deliveries provided raw material with potential. All I needed was my sharp Frisker Scissors, some paint pens, and markers. I cut out various five- and six-point stars and spent my evenings creating intricate patterned designs on each star, while I thought with hope for those I loved and cared about…and the world in the face of the pandemic. I found peace in the meditative and mindful task, and like all creative endeavors, it generated my own sense of hope, the very thing I wished to offer with my gifts. On the back, I wrote the word, “HOPE” in silver to stand out against the cardboard brown. It brought me comfort and joy to create the Hope stars, and I was excited to tuck them in the envelopes with my holiday cards, knowing they would bring a smile and sense of connection when opened.
By Lori Newland5 years ago in Humans
Much Ado About Making
I am a creative person. It could be argued, by me, that I am that, and every other adjective in the English language. It could also be argued, again by me, that everyone else is also all the things, and most certainly creative. I will not bother with providing any further information on my claim, that I and everyone else is everything, because so far no one finds these claims offensive or possibly even interesting enough to argue with me about them. This brings to my next self proclaimed adjective. I am argumentative!? Yes! But no, that's not the one. I am a complicator! An overdoist? A think-to-mucher? A word makey uppity-doda. Yes to all! A lass of abundance! Abundantly abundant! Abundant to the abundantth power?! I digress. As a creative and a complicator my chosen medium is quantum physics... jk. Comedy... believe it or not jk again. Sewing. It's sewing guys!
By Tyne Amarikwa5 years ago in Humans
1000 Cranes Community Art Project
One of my favourite hobbies is creating origami. The art of turning a very simple flat piece of paper into different 2D or even 3D shapes that represent something familiar to our daily lives is truly amazing, even magical. Yet, origami can be simple enough that allow people of all ages to create something fun and beautiful with their bare hands.
By May T. W. Chan5 years ago in Humans
FELTGIRLWORLD
Two eyes, a nose, a mouth stitched in red. I looked down at myself, laying on the table: not me, but a figure that easily morphed into me as the clock struck three A.M. and my eyes grew heavy from exhaustion. I’d come up with the idea while working my retail job the summer before college started––I wanted to make myself out of felt. I was in limbo between the end of school and the start of it, feeling weird about my age and the way that it made me feel both incredibly young and strangely old, and I decided to do something about it: to make a felt version of myself in eighteen hours, carry her around for eighteen more, and then say goodbye to her forever.
By Rachel E Dohner5 years ago in Humans
We All Serve
We all serve (which wolf do you feed) by the ADHD Accountant – Krid There are many things that we can do day-to-day that can bring pleasure, however fleeting. Those things that are ultimately only self-gratifying are often the most fleeting, and the easiest to achieve. Now I am not a psychologist, or anything more than an armchair theologian and philosopher. Everything that I am talking about is apocryphal or anecdotal. I admit to all manner of bias and that there are filters to my perception. Yet, having said that, I think that I have some kernel of an idea of a truth.
By ADHD Accountant5 years ago in Humans
The Journal Journey
Time and again research has proved that our brains register negative events more strongly than they do happy ones and so these negative moments are much more likely to be remembered vividly and for longer periods of time.I, too, have always found beautiful things to be very fleeting and so keeping a journal is a way to capture the happy whether in the form of cut-outs or scribbled quotes or a polaroid, if I’ve had an especially outstanding day,and have it in physical form to come back to since our human brains so preoccupied with survival can easily discard the beautiful considering it to be unnecessary.
By Noor Yasar5 years ago in Humans
