In the summer of 2008, I made a rag doll for my youngest daughter on a lazy, hot summer day. We called her loopylocks. From there, a simple craft project became a means to express my creative side and nurture all things nostalgia that are dear to my heart.
Then a loopy thing happened. What began as an attempt to craft dolls was the logical side of my brain trying to convince me that I needed to relaunch my career after being on hiatus to raise our children. However, what my heart was really saying was that I yearned to have another child. So this is exactly what I did.
The inspiration for what you will find comes from personal life experience, both old and new. My Father is the greatest storyteller I know and as a child I would beg him to tell us all stories from his childhood. Each one would bring us such joy and laughter. The wicked trouble both he and his six siblings got into growing up in Barbados is truly book worthy. We are yet to document these favourites of ours even though me and my brothers and sisters keep meaning to.
With loopylocks, my greatest wish is to keep a journal of my own life stories for my children so that when they grow up, they will have cherished stories to remember. I enjoy posting entries when time permits. So please, have a seat, click around for a bit and make yourself at home.
love. laugh. loop.
[photo credit: Rachel Bursey. Taken in Niagara on the Lake, Ontario, Canada in May 2016 (where my husband and I celebrated our 20th wedding anniversary). I added a filter using the ingenious App Prisma.]