[Caught Me Creating] Is Making Anything By Hand a Worthwhile Pursuit?

One aspect of myself that I haven’t really delved into since I started this blog is the fact that, outside of playing video games and reviewing other media, I have been known to dabble into other creative pursuits, including knitting, cross-stitching and art. I currently have some projects on the go that I hope to reveal in due course. This other part of me is partially responsible for taking some of my precious free time away from gaming…not that I complain about that so much because, of course, I have chosen to spend my time doing them, and I enjoy doing them.

This week, as I was working on one of my projects, I thought about the act of creation, the monetary cost of creating that item and the time that is spent to complete it. Why do we create? What do we hope to get out of it? Is it a worthwhile pursuit? Some things we make are a no-brainer. Drawing or painting to me is a worthwhile pursuit. It’s something I’ve made. It’s unique to me. But, what about making your own clothes? Knitting a sweater? Sewing up a skirt? I realize this concept might be far-reaching for some…I mean, isn’t that what a mall is for? We go to a store and buy a pair of pants; there is no need to pull out the sewing machine. Yet, there is still a strong sewing hobby industry. Knitting and crocheting is one of the fastest growing hobbies out there now. If you break it down, nothing hits this point home better than creating something you plan to wear when you’re done.

About 15 years ago, I got my first sewing machine for Christmas, and yes, it was on my X-Mas wish list. Up until that point, I hadn’t ever used one except for a hand-held portable “Seen on TV” Singer sewing machine which didn’t work too well. I wasn’t really much of a sewer really – buttons, tapering pants and hemming by hand was about as far as the skills went. But, for whatever reason I really wanted to try to design and make my own clothes. I could point out favourite movies that were an influence, where the leading girls made their own clothes and purported a sense of style – Andi from the John Hughes 80s classic Pretty in Pink being one of them. Or, maybe it’s because I come from generations of women who made their own clothes? Whatever the reason, I had one desire: to make and wear something I made with my own hands and think to myself that I could do it.

Once I got the machine, I thought that making my own pj pants would be a great first project. My plan was I’d use my favourite pair of pj pants as a template and give ‘er. I relied heavily on the sewing machine’s instruction manual (still do!), and tried to learn a bit about stitches, threading a bobbin and the like. Then the excitement started! Off to the fabric store; I needed to find some fabric! And this is where I discovered, really having no previous idea, that sewing clothing by hand can get pricey, as fabric can be expensive to buy off the roll.

I settled on a cool milk and cookies motif in flannel. It cost about $30 for the fabric. Thread, elastic and other supplies brought the price up to $40 for a handmade pair of pj pants, which in this age of globalization and being able to get pj sets for $15, the handmade version was twice the cost. This doesn’t include all the sweat I poured into making the pants…and the swearing…I really didn’t know what I was in for.

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My handmade pj pants. Shite photie aside, these pants have seen better days…

I did finish my pj pants, by the way. My sewing inexperience took me at least three weeks’ worth of effort to make the pair, not to mention the mess my husband had to dodge while I made the pants in our tiny one-bedroom apartment. I learned from the experience and I still have those pants today. The construction isn’t perfect – the seams are uneven, the elastic band sticks out from under the seams, and the crotch is starting to come apart…but they resemble pants. It was a lot of effort and expense for something I’d only be wearing to bed.

This was my first, and last article of clothing I have ever sewn – ever. Since then, I’ve made panelled curtains, hemmed pants and shortened drapes. But, that’s it! C’est tout. I always have hope to pick up sewing more regularly, especially after I watch a season of Project Runway, but then I get overwhelmed and move past the emotion. “Some day” always floats in the back of my mind. Seriously though, I think making these pants scarred the sewing buzz for me. The learning curve, the effort and let’s not forget the money spent, all affected my perception of sewing for future projects – no doubt about it.

A year after completing my pj pants, I went out thrift shopping with a friend. I remember her telling me that she believes there isn’t much point in making anything that costs much cheaper in the store to buy. Not knowing that I had sewed my own pair, she pulled a pair of pyjamas off the rack and said, “Take these pjs for example. They are brand new, never worn. They’re really nice and they only cost $10. I’d never make these by hand. Why would I when you can buy them already made so cheaply? The cost of the fabric alone would probably cost more than $10.”

This logic resounded with me, especially since not a year before, I had made my own pj pants. Why would anyone make anything like that when the supplies to make it cost so much?

I often think of the matriarchal side of my family in the 1940s and 50s. My Grandmother, specifically, made a lot of her clothes by hand, including those of my mom and aunt. She smocked dresses using the old-time foot-propelled Singer sewing machine, and later taught my mom and aunt how to darn and mend their stockings by hand…It wasn’t so much that they got pleasure from making their own clothes –  they had to do this because they were poor and didn’t have a Wal-Mart to go to. They couldn’t afford to buy new clothing, so they made what they could by hand and patched what needed fixing until they couldn’t any more. Fabric and supplies were cheaper to buy than buying clothes back then. Things seem to have certainly changed.

I look at all I have created with yarn. Similar to fabric, I knit pieces of clothing that I wear today. I continue to knit items for myself, a little fettered by the cost of wool, but not enough to really stop me from knitting. Why? Not only because I hate everything I find in stores these days, but because as an artist, I have realized the value in having something unique. It’s even better if you can say, “I made this. This is MY creation.”

Consider, if you will, my milk and cookies pj pants. I definitely haven’t seen that fabric in any retail store in any clothing form. That to me says that the likelihood of running into anyone with milk and cookies pj pants around here is next to nil. The same can be said about the sweater patterns I choose to knit. Yes, there might be someone with a similar style out there, but I take pride in creating something different than the norm. I say, uniqueness rocks in whatever form it manifests! For me though, I think I’ll just pursue it minus the sewing machine…

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7 comments

  1. I think making things by hand is cool. I don’t really have that talent. If I did, say, have the talent to make PJ pants, I would do it in such a way that nobody could say, “I can buy something like that for $10”. Make it something you can’t buy anywhere. For example, maybe your PJs need wings, or fins, or rows of spines!

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  2. My first thought was about our grandparents’ generation, and then I read along and you got to it yourself! My Nana made a lot of things by hand. She grew her own vegetables in the largest garden one person would ever want to maintain. She canned, dried and baked with all of it. Nothing was wasted. She was a mean hand with a sewing machine, and even ran a shop on her farm selling all of the stuff she’d made on top of all of that.

    My lovely wife and I talk about this frequent. how the knowledge of only two generations ago is being lost. All of my grandparents are dead, now, and so I can’t ask them myself. But I remember walking through her garden with my nana and her telling me all the frigging Latin names of the plants we saw. Plus the names we’d use. From memory.

    When something broke, they fixed it. They re-used a lot of things. Nothing was wasted. Absolutely NOTHING. I think the Depression had a lot to do with it. Seriously, waste not want not. As for creation? It was of necessity. Cold? Make a sweater. Stave off being hungry this winter by canning everything you can get your hands on.

    It’s a noble tradition, and if you wanna sew, frickin’ sew.

    As for art, why do we create? Because some people (not all of us, at least not always) feel the urge to do so. It sings in the blood and you must respond. So do it. I say don’t question yourself, or wonder what other people think. If you want to paint or draw or sculpt or write or whatever the fuck, just do it. Get it out. Don’t let it build up in your head. DO IT! Thinking too much about that stuff will ruin the purity of the experience. And if your end result sucks, you were at least true to yourself. But if it’s amazing and you wanna take pride in that, I say go for it. My Nana would agree.

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    1. I learned how to knit by my Granny. She also canned, made clothes, made pies and fixed things herself. My mom and aunt learned how to do these things too, but once they were adults and made their own money, they paid someone else to do these things. They were burned out from it. The stories my mom tells me about how she had to darn holes and cook dinner at 8 years old (different times!). She didn’t want to put us through that.
      Anyway, needless to say, my mom never taught us these skills. Her life turned out very different from what my Granny experienced, right down to income and work she did for a living.

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      1. Yup absolutely, it’s a lot of hard work. I think of the years they cut trees and chopped wood for winter fires, picked apples from the orchard they had, and on and on. Almost everything by hand, except blowing the lane of snow with the tractor. I smetimes wonder if our generation is coming to define hard work very differently. There are still a lot of jobs that are very physical (I’ve had several), but with the younger generations not taking over the family farms, and with more work going to tech and office and retail jobs, I worry a lot of people are losing the value of a good day’s sweat.

        But yeah, our grandparent’s genertion, think about it. Their parents lived through WWI (hopefully), they were kids/teens during the depression, and old enough to go off and fight and live through WWII. I gotta think that all of that would have a helluva formative effect on a person’s approach to living.

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  3. Great post. Making things is always a worthwhile pursuit, especially for presents, it’s the idea of time spent I think.

    I bake quite a bit and it’s just so satisfying (40% of the time anyway!)

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