So, Now I have an Etsy Shop

I’m left handed and while a hundred people sat down and tried to teach me to crochet as a child, I was so hopeless learning from right handers that it never really took. My stubborn determined personality was pretty strong, even then. So, frustrated with my failure, when I was about eight years old, I sat down with the few pages afforded left handers in my gramma’s coveted ‘Complete Guide to Needlework“.

I remember sitting cross-legged on our deck with the book in my lap as I tortured a skein of butter-yellow yarn into submission.

Crocheting was the first thing I ever entirely taught myself. I remember the shear delight at beating that yellow yarn into a 2 foot tall, overall-clad mouse. I was young, but already I was ready to take up the left-handed shield of truth and glory.

I raised my H-hook in the air, brandishing as I breathed,
I haven’t changed this stance in the past two decades, so you know it was pretty inspired for a childhood declaration.

I pledged handmade this year and thought I’d start early with my gal MIka’s birthday.
So I made the first of the bacon barrettes. They incited a movement at job-job and with my co-workers support it wasn’t long before I felt my dormant need to create something that more dimensional chirpping from beneath the floorboards in my heart.

I am a strong advocate of doing something ELSE creative and fun. Of course I am also an expert of turning everything into some kind of work. Lucky for me I love work. If you’re feeling a bit of a lul in the art that you make, make something totally different, but teh same, but different. You’ll get it..

Amberbop Shop has been around for two weeks now. I made my first sale on Friday. Pretty sweet huh? LET’S HEAR IT FOR THE LEFT HANDERS!

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  1. Crocheting is the only thing I can do with my right hand. I am a lefty and since no one could teach me to crochet with my left hand, I learned to do it with my right. Good for you for teaching yourself. Your work is impeccable, as always! Congrats on your first sale!! Super cute images!

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