When the mind stops working and stillness takes over, creative stagnation begins.

I started the new year slowly and locally – instead of making grand plans, I looked around my immediate surroundings. I found a sewing course that takes place once a week. The ladies there teach the basics for just a few euros.

I need a mentor – someone who will guide me through this transformation, show me the way. I also need an observer – someone who, with a critical eye, can tell me where scissors are unnecessary and where it’s time to cut without hesitation.

My adventure begins in just a week, on Thursday. From now on, my life will revolve around these classes and everything the sewing instructors will teach me. It’s a short course, but how much hope it carries...