why tiny tales?

(This post is going to involve me trying to remember how to put photos on. It might be a bit of a train wreck – in fact it has already disappeared twice and this is the third time I’ve typed this. This time I am going to save a draft before buggering about with html, really I am.)

Anyway. Last weekend I had a rare day to myself and went to an artist’s workshop at my favourite local craft centre. It was a really good day, led by the lovely Becky Adams (about whom more in a later post I think), who taught us all how to make lotus fold books. (Which is a heck of a lot easier than you might imagine on seeing one.) The theme of the day (if there was a theme, in the end everyone goes in their own direction at these things, which is what is so fun) was memory and story. People made some really beautiful things. Some very profound narrative, others just having fun with colour and texture etc. I made a present for my mum, who is 80 today, telling a little story from my childhood. And here it is:

*presses ‘save draft’ before proceeding*

This is the cover of my book: ‘Buttons: a tiny tale’. Having come up with this I have found I just love the words ‘tiny tale’ hence the renaming here.

These (try to) show you what the book looks like when it’s opened. This one has only three pages but still looks pretty good. Becky showed us one she’d made with 8 pages which sort of blossomed when she opened it up – really beautiful.

Page 1 – text: “When I was little”

Page 2 – text: “I played with mum’s button box in the sand pit (making Christmas puddings)(of course.)”

Page 3 – text: “There are still buttons to be found among the flowers”

*takes deep breath, presses ‘publish’*
(only one edit, not bad)

8 thoughts on “why tiny tales?

  1. That’s really beautiful.

    I loved my mum’s button tin. I was at a course a few years ago (about leading antenatal classes, randomly) and the woman doing the course suddenly got out a button tin and just the sound of her tipping it and letting the buttons spill out took me instantly right back! I keep spare buttons but in random places all over the place. I think I need to get a tin.

  2. Wow, that’s gorgeous. I feel quite inspired now to learn how to make such a book myself. I used to love playing with buttons as a kid too. 🙂 Are the buttons actually sewed onto the pages?

  3. Hooray for the return of yet another of my favourite bloggers.
    I’m another who loved her mother’s button tin. I’ve inherited it, but can’t bear to use any of the buttons as each one is so special. Strange, isn’t it, what love a button can hold.

    On a more serious note, does Ginger now have a gastrostomy? I was reading your post about her feeding and appreciate all you say about the aspects of feeding that are above and beyond simple nutrition. I know some of our gastro-fed kids really enjoy having “tasters”, and that some with swallowing difficulties still manage to enjoy some foods completely and do manage to learn techniques for swallowing things as they grow. Whether that proves to be true for Ginger, she’s in an amazing family who provide her with lots of experiences and support and encouragement and I am guessing, with what I know about Groover, she’s living life to the full. Thinking of you all. 🙂

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