One way or another I’ve been drawing and making and sewing since I was a kid. Mum (dressmaker, artist) made most of our clothes and taught me how to sew without a pattern, and Dad (inventor, joiner, mechanic, woodie, etc) taught me how to design & build stuff. Grandma was a lapidarist who also made exquisite crocheted and battenburg lace and embroideries (for that matter, she built furniture too, and must have been well into her 60s when she built her house with a friend’s help. Formidably well-rounded lady; she was also a killer Scrabble player, avid reader AND played the piano).
At various points in my life I’ve been involved with custom one-off dressmaking and textile printing, making pagan tools & toys (crystal wands & staves, medicine shields, rune & tarot bags, blah y blah), and graphics/web development/scripting/animation/etc. I’ve got an incomplete Fine Arts degree (decided to go backpacking in 3rd year) and an incomplete Computer Science one (went to the USA, got married, came home, had a baby, am only now rediscovering a few functional braincells). “Incompletion” is a sadly defining concept in my life … my house is full of UFOs too; some I’ve been dragging around from pillar to post for the last 15 years – but at least a lot of that “useless” paraphernalia & half-finished stuff is now proving to be useful & worthy of completion or adaptation after all (a packrat’s TOLDJASO to all those naysayers!).
I got into quilting via the back door really – mum wanted me to dye her some fabric, then everybody at the club wanted some too, so Sionwyn Lee Design was born (warning: site update is underway in the back room). You can’t spend that much time with quilters finding out what they want & need without getting sucked in, so it wasn’t long before I was fiddling with a few projects. Mum took over most of the dyeing when I went to the states, and continued to do most of it until I moved back here. I’ve very suddenly got a creative spurt on this year, and am still feeling my way into things and trying to stay focused instead of galloping off on tangents as usual. I’ve finally realised, at this late stage, that finishing things isn’t nearly as scary as I’d thought, and finishing ahead of deadline feels good, and UFOs are often a guilt-inducing millstone – and that it’s okay to cut up something you bollixed and use it for another purpose. IT’S OKAY!
I’ve also been known to write poetry & prose (some of which ends up worked into graphical pieces & much of which is self-indulgent dreck), read too much, listen to music other people think is unbelievably daggy, and play the flute (badly but with gusto). 
I’m renowned for my poor taste in men and my aversion to housework, I have two great kids (23 & 3) who are both as pesky as they are lovable, and I’ve recently started needing TWO pairs of glasses dammit.
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