diy – patterned tea towel

IMG_8.jpgIMG_2.jpgIMG_3.jpg IMG_4.jpg IMG_6.jpgIMG_7.jpg I have been wanting to draw, colour, and/or paint fabric for quite some time now. At the same time, I could never bring myself to make a trip to the craft store solely for a fabric marker. I thought that it would be a waste of time and possibly money to undertake a project with a medium that I had never tried before. Then I remembered that I am an amateur blogger, and that even if I were to fail, I could still blog about my trials. Hello, opportunity!

That being said, I did not fail. What became two months of worrying about a simple DIY turned into literally 10 minutes of drawing. This project was fast and fun, and completely inventive. I am now on a mission to rid our home of our old tea towels and dish cloths and to replace them with inexpensive white ones so that I can draw all over them. I would highly recommend this project for those of you who feel like acting like an artistic child again. It is so freeing.

Emory

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4 Comments

  1. Very cute, how has it held up after numerous washes?

  2. Mr. Perfect

     /  03/28/2014

    another idea to bring you back to childhood (aka connection with nature) is to climb a tree.

  3. So cute! Great idea!

  4. So simple, yet the look is like something you’d find in a store. Nice.

  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife, mother of two (one earthside and one with the angels), and an animal rescuer. This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
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