Claire Nicholson
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A Joy Named Sue
I thought that choosing a craft that brought me the most joy would be easy. I thought that choosing a craft that uses scissors would make the decision even easier. How many of my hobbies could possibly use scissors? I instantly thought of sewing, but then I also considered basket weaving and the careful snips made to shape the many reeds into their proper sizes. I was returning from a trip across the country and had plenty time to think on the long ride home. As it turns out, most of the crafts I'm proudest of use scissors. The outfits and cute stuffed animals I love to sew require both proper scissors to cut various fabrics and the "baby scissors" in my sewing set that I always make a point to hold up for my dad to chuckle at. Who doesn't like smaller versions of things, after all? Often times I'll use a sharp set in lieu of a knife while cooking as well. Garden sheers have become a must as I finally learn how to keep my plants alive long enough for them to grow out of control, and growing out of control alongside them is my rarely tamed mop of hair. My hair and I are certainly no strangers to a pair of scissors and a late night vision of a style that will most likely be a bit of a shock in the morning. My crafts, my food and my looks are all artforms to me. I am proud of my skills and I can laugh at the mistakes. It surprised me when I realized how much I depend on scissors for these things. My new challenge was deciding which of my artforms was the most important to me. Which one could represent me better than the others? When I finally made it home, I knew the second I saw her.
By Claire Nicholson 3 years ago in Humans