I was struck by a sudden urge to knit something. Preferably something quick and easy that can give rewarding results in not much time. Fraying embroidery on a sofa cushion gave me the answer: I’ll knit a new cushion cover.

(The knitting was half a day of relaxing “work”. Actually attaching it to the cushion turned into several evenings of frustrating fiddly sewing of tight corners, which cancelled out most of the relaxing effect of the first part of the job. I want to make a second, matching cushion, but first I’ll have to think of a better plan for the assembly.)


I needed more pencils for my colouring. There were way too few blues in the set I got for Christmas. And yellows. Too few of most colours, in fact, except black and white…

I was surprised at just how expensive pencils can be. The ones I bought are step up from the low budget stuff, and quite nice, but I wonder what it might feel like to use the really high quality stuff.


Our Pikachu project is progressing – we’ve sewn all the details onto the front and back parts, and now only final assembly remains.


Adrian is in a sewing mood. We’re making a Pikachu plushie, and we bought a book about sewing other Pokemon figures (that Adrian saw online and couldn’t stop thinking about). And while we’re at it, we’re making small mittens and a hat for a soft doll of his.

The Pikachu plushie is small and fiddly enough that us “sewing together” mostly means me doing the actual sewing. Adrian opines on design questions, and cuts. But for more straightforward seams – such as the mittens and hat – we’ve started working the sewing machine together. I navigate and Adrian presses the foot pedal. He doesn’t dare have his hands anywhere near the sewing machine needle.

He’s very cautious about the whole thing and quite worried of making a mistake of some sort. I push him a bit, and he does more than he dares, and enjoys it.


Ingrid and her friend sewed plush toys.

They have a very different approach to organizing a crafts project than I do… There is stuff everywhere, scraps mixed with pieces they are working on and with unused material; pins and needles loose on the table and the floor. Everyone else stays far away.



Inspired by Yayoi Kusama’s dotted designs, Ingrid and I painted the rice paper lamp that hangs in her room.


It’s been, what, three weeks since I went back to work? And already I feel in need of a vacation.

Those last few weeks of my summer vacation, I could actually relax. I read; I crocheted.

Now I’m always hurrying again, always looking at the clock, always feeling like the things I should do are piling up faster than I can do them.

The crocheting lies on my desk, untouched.

Clearly this means that something needs to change. I just don’t know what.

Ingrid is leaving for scout camp tomorrow, and I’ll be joining this year as part of the kitchen crew. The theme for this camp is sort of fairy tale/medieval (forest spirits and trolls and such) and everybody is encouraged to bring medieval clothes, so I decided to make Ingrid a medieval-inspired cloak.

A 59 kr fleece blanket from IKEA and some silver ribbon and about an hour of work later, here’s the result, proudly modelled by Adrian. He loves the cloak and now wants one, too.


Ingrid made a Totoro hoodie. It came out really nice. (I helped a bit with machine sewing the large white parts onto the hoodie, and making openings for pockets.) It is now her favourite.


Easter means decorating eggs, and onion skin eggs are an absolute must according to my mum.

This year we learned two new tricks. One: wetting the onion skins before putting them around the eggs makes them a lot easier to handle. Two: aluminium foil can be used for wrapping the onion-skin-wrapped eggs even though it is not permeable, and is a lot more flexible than paper.