I spend ages looking for the right cover fabric and eventually found a couple of metres of this sturdy cotton print in an op shop for just a few dollars. Then there was a long wait to find a home big enough to use the pouf, as I didn't want to make it just to put in storage (as happened to so many projects created in my last place). Finally, after moving to my new spacious home a few weeks ago, I needed some dedicated time for sewing something so long anticipated.
I'm not completely sure why I sustained such a long engagement with this pouf. As a person with almost no furniture of my own, a pouf is affordable (mine was about five bucks) and versatile (it can be a seat/footstool/coffee table/yoga bolster). I do love to look at poufs in shops, especially those Indian import shops where each cushion is a luscious patchwork of colourful silks. But more than I coveted the owning of those beautiful imported poufs I wanted the gratification of making it myself. Indeed, so gratifying is this pouf, both in the making and the sitting, that I think I'll start planning another one.
|Introducing Shine, my flatmate's dog and my regular daytime companion|