Boxing.

No, not that kind of boxing... this is a non-violent blog, I'll have you know.  Besides, I don't have the energy to fight, even if I wanted to.  Though perhaps this should be entitled Reboxing, as in part, it involves transferring stuff from large boxes, to small boxes...these small boxes, to be precise, bought in Costco yesterday.

These are a really handy size...small enough to fit on bookshelves, but large enough to take a reasonable amount of stuff, without making me struggle to move them.  This illness really does affect everything, right down to how I store my stuff.   I bought ten, but I suspect I'll be going back for more.  In my last studio, my stuff lived in under bed boxes, which was fine when I was well...now, it's not so great.  I suspect that ultimately, I'll be getting rid of Rather A Lot of storage boxes, including the really big ones I used to put stuff in to take to shows.  

So...I've allocated the first five.  One has knitting yarn in it.  And that, I'm struggling with, given that I did knit now and again, but don't really knit any more (well, only when depression strikes hard, but that's another story altogether).  There's a bit of me feels that that yarn should go somewhere where it will be used, rather than hoarded, and I suspect that's what I'll do.  Err...make that, what I've done; I've taken half of it out of the box to donate to charity; the other half has potential for embellishment, so gets a stay of execution for now.  Another box has paper in it, specialist papers like tea bag paper, which I'll use for stitch.  One has rust dyed fabric in it, mostly silk, but some lutradur and evolon, too, as well as some vintage fabric in it, mostly lace, which I keep promising myself I'll use, but never actually get there... I'm not really convinced that lace is my style, but  at some level, I love the delicate nature of it, so it survived the original cull, and seems to be surviving this one, too.  There's some lace yardage, too, modern stuff, for hats and bags, which was bought when hat making was at the forefront of my mind.  The fourth box has some vintage fabric that I treated with soy milk before we moved last August, and which has been waiting to be eco printed ever since.  I suspect it'll be waiting rather a long time more, given that I don't currently have a garden, and I'm not going out much at all.  Again, I'm not entirely sure it's my style, really, not that I'm absolutely sure what my style is, any more. The final box has my stash of mostly hand dye painted or printed fabrics, plus the UFOs I mentioned.  

So far so good, huh?  More boxes are definitely required, but for now, I have five more to play with.  I think I'll bring the startling number of shoe box sized plastic boxes containing threads in from the garage, and reallocate them among the boxes, keeping them arranged by colour as they are currently (I blame that Clare Hedges, she's a bad influence...).  The shoe boxes can be used for other things, possibly in other places, such as the study.  For now though... I need a rest.