In another life, I painted; I drew; I made things of out fabric and string . . .
. . . In this life, I read blogs of people who do.
You too could start with a few and then read all the blogs they link to and spend your whole Saturday reading craft blogs (ok, that only happened once).
I have recently purchased a soft, old flannel sheet with comets and broomsticks and stars and stuff on it. It’s not for the bed . . . Now I’m hunting for a pattern (else I gotta draw one).