Matthews Design Group (MDG) is a proud supporter of SAPMS and the St Augustine Makers Fest! MDG owner, Rob Matthews, attended Montessori school as a child where he grew up in Hilton Head, SC. He loved Montessori and says he still can visualize the Montessori tools he used to learn in his classroom. Rob, his wife Keri and their family, have been part of the SAPMS family since its inception. They helped fundraise to start the school and continued to raise money to grow the school along with donating engineering services when needed. Their son greatly benefited from attending SAPMS and has transitioned well into public school given the foundation he was given at SAPMS. The Matthews family continues to support SAPMS because they believe in the Montessori method of teaching and see the value this hands-on alternative style of teaching brings to our St. Augustine Community. One size does not fit all when it comes to education. Children learn in differernt ways and need to have options when it comes to their education. Our community is richer for having charter schools such as SAPMS to serve children in St. Augustine.
This is a toast to the charcoal-fingernailed figure-drawing artist and the tech-app-builder fumbling through betas to find elegant simplicity. This is a tribute to the transmission tinkerer with nicked-up thumbs and the photographer clicking her shutter to the rhythm of the creek’s current at sunset.
For the cowlick-haired little guy carefully crafting toothpick-play-doh porcupines and the pigtail girl floating through the living room in a laundry basket boat.
And for the mama packaging hand-stitched pillows to ship, just outside the splash-zone of the blow-up pool.
I’ve met you in the coffee shops, clicking away at your laptops, and at the tattoo studios, freehanding inked masterpieces on breathing canvases.
You’ve rambled the features of the soup du jour, setting my lemon water on the table, secretly daydreaming of hand-hammering metal to jewelry that makes women feel beautiful.
I’ve ordered pencils from your etsy shop, custom-engraved by you, at 3:15 a.m. the day before your kid’s pre-school graduation.
I’ve read your blog, followed your travels to Tanzania, and gushed over the gorgeous handmade totes you carry home.
I bought your adorable felted cake toppers for my wedding and they still sit on the entry shelf in my living room.
I gave your watercolor print to my mother to hang on her beach house wall.
And you know what? Your work inspires her. And me.
You see, you’re putting little pieces of your soul out into the open, to go on and change lives, even in the littlest of ways. Someone cares about what you’re doing, and it doesn’t matter if it’s one person or a hundred million people. By creating, you are connecting.
So raise a cloudy glass of gray paintbrush water and pump your socket wrench clenching fist in the air. This one goes out to you, the makers. You’re changing the damn world.
My name is Sheri Goldstein. I grew up seeing my grandmothers crochet creations. If fact, I still cherish my two baby afghans that she made! This is where my interest in crochet started. I can recall sitting together on her front porch swing, hook in hand, fumbling with a ball of yarn. This was in my elementary school years. Back then I was content only knowing one stitch. I don't even think that I knew it was called the "single crochet". With practice came pride. My mother actually used a completed piece. Regardless that it was only a doorknob cover. It was a great feeling!
As I got older, I gained control of the tension holding the yarn and it made a huge difference in my stitch. Still only manipulating that one stitch, my pieces became more esthetically pleasing. The lines were straighter and there were no gaps or puckering. My creations transformed from knob covers to friendship bracelets and placemats.
Over the years, I put down and picked up my crocheting hooks many times and each time it seemed easier. Learning new stitches made complete sense to me and I could understand patterns better. However, it wasn't until my adult years that I could even begin to compare myself to my Granny. I love this craft! The love the beauty in it. Seeing the work of others amazes me! It encourages me to push my boundaries, to learn more elaborate stitches and tackle more difficult patterns.
I enjoy making hats, scarfs, ponchos, blankets and more. I love sharing my creations with friends, family and sometimes a complete stranger. I'll give a mom-to-be a handmade baby blanket, a Minion or owl hat to a little boy and girl, simple little butterflies to my son's class or an afghan made in school colors to a young adult going off to college. All of my creations can be a wonderful gift!
I am looking forward to participating in the Makers Fest and meeting other local crafters. See you in December!
Being a maker is in my bones. A part of me. Over the seasons of my life what I make has changed, but the making and creating is consistent.
As a child, I consistently gathered together friends to do crafts and art projects. I’d gather my friends together to make friendship bracelets and stamp out our own stationery — and then the following week I would encourage us to set up a table in the neighborhood to sell our work. An interesting amalgam of my creative and entrepreneurial spirit being weaved together from a young age. It makes me giggle when I think back on it.
In college was when I really began to dabble with the idea that I could create for a living. Majoring in both graphic design and fine art, I’ve always enjoyed a mix of analytical thinking, planning and deadlines alongside creating for the sake of creating. I enjoy many different mediums, but watercolors are one of my go-tos. They give me a sense of freedom when creating. Watercolors force you to let go and give in to the process. There’s a beautiful balance of control and letting go with watercolors that as a perfectionist I find I need.
I feel like being a maker is a part of what it means to be human. We make different things, but making is important. As I read The Gifts of Imperfection by Brene Brown this past year I thought a lot about her guideposts for wholehearted living, particularly the one that is Cultivating Creativity: Letting Go of Comparison. Making helps me tap into new ideas and my imagination. It leads me to transcend the have-tos and should’s. Making helps me live a more wholehearted life.
Being a maker has never seemed like much of a choice for me. Ever since I was a child I was making things; sometimes for the simple enjoyment of creating something I thought was beautiful and other times as a way to solve a problem.
It seems the term "Maker" is a just new title for a very old, and very general concept. I don't know anyone who is not a maker of something- be it dinner, doodles or sculptures. Makers have existed since the dawn of mankind. I believe that humans make because we were made in the image of God- the ultimate and original maker. He made something vast and complex and beautiful and we want to do the same (even if its small, simple or silly). We have been called artists, inventors, artisans and at their core, they are really all the same. Makers are the people who can't help but create the things they think up and can't help but share the things they create.
Watching the "Maker Movement" expand over the past several years has been exciting and liberating. I love seeing people embrace new and old ways of production- wether it is weaving, a process which has not changed much since the first fabric was made, or 3D printing, which is now a rapidly evolving and accessible means of what was once only doable by factories of machinery.
Either way, makers are the people we see meeting their own needs and the needs of their community efficiently and responsibly. It's a community. Makers today seem to be connected by this invisible network, passing information, tips, and business to each other. I love being a part of such a generous community where everyone wants to see everyone else succeed.
Being a maker is to be part of a long history of creatives. We are keeping ancient traditions alive and we are spearheading new techniques future generations will build upon. I can't imagine a world without us.