So here is a piece of evidence that I still make things. I took some time out a while ago to sew something not so whipped and bedraggled. More homey and fancy-pants new-like. Some of my favourite fabrics from the stash and my fancy new rotary cutter and mat, and ta-da! New pillow covers, a couple of lap blankets, and we're good to go!
By the way: homey stuff by me; my favourite painting by my brother. Excellent pairing :)
Second by the way: not really "Ta-da!"; more like several hours over several days including more than one period of time holding my breath, sewing machine on stand-by, frozen like a deer in headlights in my basement studio as I hear Zinadine's little feet nonchalantly wandering on the main floor above me and him sing-song calling "Maamaa!" in that "I have lots of things to play with, and I'm quite happy, and my Dad and Safiya are right there but really I can think of nothing better than to track down my Mama....I wonder where she is?" Yeah. More like that.