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The best relationship art depicts the highs and lows of the authentic couple.

Tying Knots, Relieving Stress
I’m an introvert. As a child, I was considered shy - painfully so, I might add. Being around kids my own age, especially in large groups, was rarely “fun” for me and I often gravitated toward the adults in a group.
By LeeAnna Tatum5 years ago in Humans
For the Love of Crafting
I can remember loving arts and crafts for so long. Growing up I was known for being the “crafty, artsy” one. Whenever you saw me I had paper, markers, glue, and of course scissors. Somewhere ducked off in the house, usually my room, just crafting away. Till this day, absolutely nothing has changed.
By K.J.George5 years ago in Humans
Scissor Happy
At age three, I got my hands on my first pair of scissors. They went straight to my hair and made a rainbow shape in my bangs. I have a vague memory of staring in the floor-length mirror and being haloed in gauzy afternoon light. No angels were singing, but my heart thumped with pride at the transformation I made with my own little paws. As I wandered into the living room though, my mom’s look of shock let me know I had crossed a line. What followed was a stern talking to and a new understanding that “we don’t do that.”
By Emily Arin Snider5 years ago in Humans
Threads
I was six years old when my sister received a little craft book for her birthday. It was a painfully 90's, bedazzled book on how to make friendship bracelets. I may have had thumbs for finger at that age but, as with all of my sister's interests, I considered bracelet-making my new hobby. I spent months working out how to do the simple knots, consistently cutting the string too short at the start because I couldn't fathom how much the bracelet would shrink as I knotted it 500 times (it's okay, they still make great bookmarks). I was just mastering the simplest bracelets while my sister was tackling the most complex ones at the end of the book. I don't know that I looked up to my older sister necessarily, I just didn't know why I couldn't do anything she could do. And so I persisted.
By Eriko Jane5 years ago in Humans
Happiness in a Bottle
Living in London, the visual experience can sometimes be a bit limited, and limiting. Luckily, I have access to a roof terrace with a gorgeous view, which made me think about how much fun owning a telescope would be.
By Sascha Högger5 years ago in Humans
Bunny Bliss: Knitting My Way to Recovery
For most of my adult life, scissors have been in my hands. I’ve worked as a hairstylist for over 40 years, honing my skills through the decades. Scissors allowed me to provide for my family, keeping a roof over our heads and food on the table. I completed countless hair cuts, colors, and bridal and prom updos, including styling my daughter’s hair for her most important big events. Styling was not only my livelihood, but was my creative outlet, and the one thing that defined me.
By Barb Dunning5 years ago in Humans
The First Box
I made my first collage box 25 years ago. It was summertime and my best friend and I were in my sister’s classroom - she taught art at a local school - trying to find something with which to occupy ourselves while we waited on her to finish her work. We found a stack of magazines, some small, used jewelry boxes that were headed for the trash, scotch tape and scissors. We set out to work cutting out anything that called to us. When we cut out something particularly special, we would silently show it to the other and nod knowingly, or giggle as only teenagers do. We didn’t think too much about what we were doing at the time, but were happy to have something to keep our hearts and hands busy.
By Amy C Trieger5 years ago in Humans
The Quilt of Many Colors
I could feel the excitement and intimidation building up inside of me as I carefully measured and cut the dozen or so different fabric swatches into 4-inch squares with my mom’s well-loved silver Fiskars. I had never made a quilt before but I was determined. She deserved something special.
By Chelsie Speer5 years ago in Humans
Oh, for the love of Scissors!. Top Story - June 2021.
I couldn’t have imagined that this Challenge would bring me so much joy! As I’m sure most people did, I started by looking around our home to see how many pairs of scissors we own and discovered that we have rather an abundance! Interestingly, almost every pair of scissors we own are made by Fiskars which seems to have become a household name in our home, even without intentionally making it so.
By Monique Green5 years ago in Humans
Scissors, It’s In my DNA.
It's Just What We Do! Scissors, It’s In my DNA. A few weeks ago I gathered up all the scissors in the house, I counted 38 scissors in various states of disrepair. I was trying to decide if I need to buy just one more pair. Of course, the answer is always “YES!” There were only 3 good scissors in this house, and of course one of the good ones is my sewing shears. These shears are also the ones I keep hidden from hands that just don’t understand: just one time of cutting the wrong thing will ruin them FOREVER! If only I could keep my shears hidden from myself.
By Sylvia Van Bibber5 years ago in Humans
An ear or a nose?
I am a qualified dental technician. Essentially, I make gums.. and teeth; and everything in between. However, as soon as the pandemic forced me to spend time alone with my brain; I realised that I was not happy just doing that anymore. I wanted to do something better with myself, to make a difference; to not just stagnate in a job which people break their necks and backs over. I decided that I needed to take a leap of faith. I now don't make gums, and teeth.. but rather - ears, eyes and noses... and everything in between.
By Martina Mifsud5 years ago in Humans
Happiness can be simple
Over the decades, the concept of ‘happiness’ has become a lot more complicated. There are a lot of factors we must weigh up before we can award ourselves the title, ‘happy’.
By Lucille Hamilton5 years ago in Humans