A Confession

Published by Shana | Filed under Home

I am only comfortable in two sections of craft stores – fabric and yarn.

The other 90% of the store – beads, cake decorating, flowers, home decor, paints, scrapbooking – are about as comfortable as a fishing store. I get the basic premise, but lack the ability to see the potential in all those raw parts. Assembling the pieces according to instruction is one thing, but I don’t have the vision to take a pile of random things and make it into something worth owning.

Yet, I can never seem to remember that and head back to wallow in my limitations and insecurities.

Most recently, I decided I need to make a shadow box for my old passport. I got all the random tickets and such from my trip to Turkey (somehow I lost my box of all this stuff from prior trips – I’m bummed), stared at it blankly for three days, and then hid it in my closet for five months.

I pulled it back out again last night and finally just made something. I wish I had stuff from the Lithuanian or Mexican trips to add, but I think the final result is not embarassing.

I'm pretty sure it's not illegal to cut up an expired passport.

What’s all going on here: The background is a map of Istanbul with the quote – “don’t tell me how educated you are, tell me how much you have traveled.” from the Prophet Mohammed. The Galata tower and Aya Sofia are the landmarks. Three pages from my passport – stamps from LIthuania, Latvia and the Czech Repulic and my Russian visa. The pebbles are from a beach on the Mediterranian near Cas, Turkey, and they lead into a couple lira. The circle stamps are my re-entrance stamps from my two Europe visits. I don’t have one from Mexico, since you used to only need a driver’s license to get across the border.

It’s not terrible!

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