Handsewing is one of those activities that some people find tedious and I find incredibly calming. With so much everything happening at once, I’ve been sewing quite a bit lately.
I started, once again, with some old cotton shirts and jeans, sewn together in a pleasing pattern, then quilted over an old t-shirt, to give the pouch some body.
With the main body assembled, I started putting together the hidden drawstring pouch.
For this part, I used some old bedsheets; I love how fine the fabric is, and how the single flowers scattered through it look so delicate and, well, romantic.
I was feeling particularly proud of myself, loving the look here (can you find the stitches closing the drawstring channel?), which was immediately followed by attaching the drawstring half of the pouch to the main body the wrong way around ::head desk::
Some unhappy muttering and unpicking later, things were put together the right way around.
I again made some circular end-caps for the zipper, using some thin chipboard from food packaging as the base.
Another couple of wooden beads, shoelaces from old, long-gone sneakers, and here we go, finished.
Why make another one of these?, some may ask.
Well, aside from the stress-relieving aspect of handsewing (or crafting in general), and the fact that I am reusing and upcycling fabric from clothing that cannot be worn or donated, either of which would be reason enough, this one is bigger than the original one, big enough to fit small sewing projects in their entirety, which is very convenient for portability purposes.
Here you can see the size difference:
I’m quite happy with this, really like how it came together; once again, much better than it had any right to.
Her Hands, My Hands 
Oh, you’re just trolling me now, aren’t you. 😉 You know my weakness!
::chin hands:: do tell!
I can’t do extended hand sewing any more because my RSI won’t allow it, but I certainly understand how soothing it is. I substituted knitting as my ability to hold things came back, and now haven’t done that since I started sanitising my hands throughout the day.
I went to the fabric/wool shop a couple of months ago to pick up some plant based yarn because I thought I could handle that again even if wool or acrylic would still be too irritating, and apparently they’ve sold a *lot* of cotton and bamboo yarn recently. 🙂 I bought some lovely Tencel/linen yarn from the sale shelf on the assistant’s recommendation; now I have to think of something to do with it.
Gah, I’m so, so sorry about the pain; it sucks when we become unable to do something we love!
I’m so glad you have found a way around it. Here’s to many beautiful projects with natural fibers!