I took last week off work to take a course on industrial sewing. I thought that it would teach me techniques that would help me get better at sewing at home, and that the confidence in my increased skill would inspire me. I learned a lot, but mostly it made me wish that I could take two years to practice and to learn more and more. Those industrial machines are pretty amazing things. Of course, I kept thinking of all my parents' friends who worked in garment factories when I was little, when Toronto had such things. Those ladies made very little money (think of them when you see a Nu-Mode dress in a thrift shop).
At the bottom are the half-size muslin shorts I made as the final sample. I was so discouraged and I was doubting my abilities towards the end of the course, the same old song; when I started to make the shorts, I didn't bother to be too careful. I got a good grade on them, though (90%).
The shorts are tiny. I showed them to Geoff and he burst out laughing. We'll try to get them on Oreo one day.