Joining the Scrubs Army: what does it take to feelgood?

green scrubs

Like many other UK sewists, I’ve decided to join the scrubs-making army. There are currently thousands of us, mostly women up and down the country sewing hospital scrubs to support the NHS. I’m doing this because I want to; because it makes me feel useful to make a contribution to something, but while I’m sitting […]

Normal? Normal service cannot be resumed.

Okay, how do you go back to posting pretty (I hope) pictures of crafting and humble bragging about the state of your stash(es) when the world is still crazy? The answer is you don’t. I know it’s a cliché, but there must be a new normal. These past few weeks in the aftermath of George […]

Confirm Humanity

Confhumanity

I haven’t posted anything yet about what’s going on in the world. Not because I don’t have anything to say but because there’s so much to say it’s like a Tsunami. Apart from everything else I’ve realised how much energy I use just trying not to make people feel uncomfortable. I hate confrontation but I […]

It’s better together…

ELAINE BATISTE PHOTOGRAPHY·TUESDAY, 28 FEBRUARY 2017 I spent Saturday wandering around Bexhill and making some new photo buddies from the Brighton Photography Events group led by Shane Wells. A small group of four, we met at the station and then made our way by train (and then replacement bus) to Bexhill. I had spent my […]

It’s not all pink and shiny – Diversity, where art thou?

A week or so ago, I caught sight of a post under the Sewcialists banner on diversity, which really got me thinking,  the post written by @sewnbrooklyn tackled the subject of the lack of diversity in sewing publications. I was still mulling it over when @thelittlepomegranate upped the ante when she shared her post and […]

It’s better together…

ELAINE BATISTE PHOTOGRAPHY·TUESDAY, 28 FEBRUARY 2017 I spent Saturday wandering around Bexhill and making some new photo buddies from the Brighton Photography Events group led by Shane Wells. A small group of four, we met at the station and then made our way by train (and then replacement bus) to Bexhill. I had spent my […]