One line a day

I got my first journal when I was six years old. My mum gave it to me and it had a teddy bear on the cover and a small lock with a heart on it and half of the pages were pink and the other half was blue. I wrote in it occasionally until I finished it when I was about eleven. Over the years I have finished a lot of journals. I’m not an everyday writer, more of a period writer. I get a period where I write quite a lot and then it can go months or years between “posts”. I wrote the most when I lived abroad for a year but I think that was related to not having a TV and therefore being a bit bored

I like the idea of being able to look back and remember what I’ve done but I find it utterly embarassing to read my own thoughts on a specific matter years after. I simply don’t want to re-live bad moments or sad thoughts (and let’s face it, it’s easier to write in a journal when you are feeling blue). Sure, I could just not re-read it but why keep a journal if not to get back to entries later on? Then I could just write things down and then throw it away but what’s the fun in that? Therefore the blog is such a great format. It has been more or less active for more than six years so far, and that is some kind of journal. It gives me what I want, an idea of what has happened, without the things I don’t like.

Lately I’ve also started a “One line a day” journal where I write something brief every day, mostly to remember Me Made’s first years later on. I lasts for five years and I can do what I like, compare from year to year what I did on a specific day. I think this might be my thing!

Birthday card


I know I’ve talked about paper a lot but I haven’t really shown you anything so I figure it’s about time I did. A couple of weeks ago it was my friend Lyndsey’s birthday. Together with some presents (yarn – she’s a knitter too) I made this card for her. Green cardstock, a flowery paper, a simple brown one on top of that and and White paper to write on. A princess crown stamp and some rhinestones because she is a princess and some tea stickers because we drink a lot of tea when we see each other.


All of these things where stuff I had at home already, I just needed the inspiration to put them all together. I was looking through my scrapbooking stuff and found a green card and then I looked through my patterned papers and found a paper that worked well with the card and some brown paper that was a nice contrast to the pastell colored card and inspiration just poured over me and I found stickers and stamps and it was pretty obvious to me what I was going to make.


I used a brown envelope to make it all a little less cute and more stylish. I think it turned out pretty well. Happy birthday Lyndsey-bean!

That’s just the way it goes


It’s a funny thing, inspiration. Sometimes I like to just be presented with possibilities, like going to the yarn store and find a yarn I like and then work from there with what to make. Other times I have a clear vision on what I want and then I need to find the yarn that fits my vision. I find these two ways to get inspired are quite opposite each other, one is input from outside, to expose myself to inspiration and then pick and choose, the other comes from within and ends in searching for the right thing. Both have their pros and cons. To have an open mind can lead to totally new things and the material is right there when I’ve found my inspiration and made my choice but what if the exposure doesn’t lead to anything, what if I don’t find anything tempting? To have a vision is comfortable, I know where I’m heading and I have a clear idea but what if my vision is too precise and I never find anything that fits it? I don’t know which of these two I prefer, I’ve had good and bad experiences with both. Maybe the exposure one is a little simple, provided that it actaully works, but the vision one is better if it’s a big and important decision, do what you actually want and not just what’s available.

This weekend was a little crazy when it came to inspiration through vision. I had a vision for a card that I’m making in which I needed the perfect lime green to go with some pink paper that I already have. I had found a good paper online, the one to the left in the picture, but it was discontinud (just my luck, why does this always happen when it comes to visions?). Now, I am a little crazy, especially when it comes to color. I guess it’s the artist in me who is very decisive when it comes to matching colors. When the paper I found was not available I didn’t give up or settled for another color, no, I found myself a web page with a lot of papers (I actually didn’t realize at first exactly how many) and then I looked through the catalogue of all individual papers and put the ones that could work and seemed similar to “my” lime green paper in the cart. Then I looked at my lime green papers in the cart and started to really compare them to the ideal one and one by one I narrowed it down till I only had a hand full left. These I ordered, since I learned the hard way that you shouldn’t trust pictures on a screen. Now, all I have to do is hold my thumbs (as we do in Sweden, instead of keeping our fingers crossed) that one of these sheets of papers will work as well as I imagine with my pink paper.

In the end I realized that I looked at over 7500 papers yesterday, that was over 500 pages with 15 different sheets of paper on each page. Can you imagine how much inspiration through exposure I got from that?

Corsets and gears


I wouldn’t call myself a scrapbooker. I’ve never done a scrapbook and I don’t think it’s for me. However, I’ve always liked scissors and cutting and pasting and therefore I’ve made som cards for friends over the years. Now I’ve decided to make some things in a steampunk theme and I’ve had a blast surrounding myself with papers and stamps and gears and corsets. Lucky for me, my bobbin lace teacher isn’t just good at bobbin lace, she’s an excellent card maker too and has lend me her experience, skills and machines. Thanks to her I think we will have this steampunk baby on the road, puffing and steaming, in no time.