It came to me this weekend
The poncho that I've been making is a potluck of sorts. Yarn, roving or little bits of fabric from friends and family. A variety of stories. This weekend I added little flecks of one of great-grandmother's wedding dress to the wool I was carding.
And that the socks that I make with the remains of yarn from other projects are
leftover socks.
And it reminded me of the two things that I aim for as I make things. The type of creative person I want and need to be:
1# Things need to carry meaning, story, connection
2# I need things to have a purpose.