My environment growing up, had frequent exposure to craftiness. My mother always had a sewing room wherever we lived (we moved a lot). She sewed my prom dresses and even my simple wedding dress. When Cabbage Patch dolls were all the rage in the early 80s and you had to be wicked lucky to get one, she started crafting dolls that were quite like the Cabbage Patches and selling them in the community. Whenever I needed a costume for some project at school my Mom was right on top of it.
Yet I was always a bit of a tomboy, and this craftiness didn't seem to reach my not-for-your-life-are-we-gonna-knit-fingers. I did like working with clay some, dabbling a bit in creating small clay magnet animals for the fridge. I tried cross stitching, which mostly made me mad, as I didn't have much patience for when I messed up, which was very, very frequently.
I think that I got the creativity genes from my female ancestors intact, they just seem to have manifested themselves slightly differently. Sure, I seem to have random bursts of craftiness, with small art projects with the boys or more recently with all these tiny (and odd, to me) sewing projects. Mostly, though, I think my genes (which I imagine to be jumping up and down as I write this, and tweeting in excitement like little zebra finches) have decided that instead of doll crafting or painting or pottery, they would much rather......blog.
What do you think, readers? Where do you get your creativity?