Preamble

I don't know why I want to sew so much. I have to tell you that often, when I get an inspiration on doing something that I would like, I quickly turn it into a life changing course. I will design my clothes, sell my patterns, hire seamstresses, open a little atelier, invent new textiles with beautiful patterns. I have the name for my line, and I know the quality and the style that I will create.

I have only sewed one button in the last 5 years, but never mind. If I can construct something as complex as a beautiful web application, where 'beautiful' is a hard to achieve, and often left behind goal, I can build beautiful clothes. I don't doubt it.

This change-your-life syndrome is not unique to me. My sister Valérie has it too. When they buried my father, she wanted to work in a funeral home. She saw that she would know what to do there. Now she builds tools for autistic kids; it's her passion and she's doing it well. Both of us have had a gazillion real and dreamed career-change plans, and our years of preparing for a career are a maze. No need to find where it all leads too, we don't know.

Anyhoo, if I want to do this, no doubt I need to start by clearing out my home. My house needs to be dust free to keep the fabrics clean, and I need to clear-out some space for my sewing and knitting machines, as well as for my loom, my dress shape.. do you see where I'm going? I don't see ANY boredom in this field, and I know that I must be my own boss in the long run.

I am carefully leaving costs out of the discourse, because when you start counting money and years, dreams tend to wither away and become ghosts. I have so many ghosts already... Did somebody say writing? That's not a ghost, it's still a baby that I'm carrying along everywhere I go.

This preamble explains why I will clean my house today. I needed a powerful inspiration; I found it.

Amourx