About RustiKate


The Basics:

RustiKate is just me, Katy (with encouragement from family and friends). I am a former magazine stylist, seamstress, how-to expert, tatting instructor, model, and photographer for MaryJane Butters' publications (such as "MaryJane's Farm" magazine, "MaryJane's Stitching Room", etc.). After the creative publishing world, I moved on to missionary work, then humanitarian and rehabilitation work. Later I transitioned into working and studying natural farming methods, and then went back to school for a degree in Occupational Therapy. These days, I am a freelance freestyle artistic spirit, a COTA, and most importantly a wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend.


Digging Deeper:

Having grown up in the country, in rather a modern pioneer fashion, I freely wandered meadows and forests in pursuit of adventure. I climbed trees with my brothers and mountains with my dad. In the summer I sat outdoors and painted with my mom, and in winter we stoked the woodstove and read book after book. Early on I bruised my knees and elbows a lot, to be honest I still do. I splashed in lakes, rivers, creeks, and mud puddles. Cared for animals and slept in the loft of our log house in the woods. I fell in love with nature back then, a love that I will never lose.  From such a "low tech" and some might say "wild" start, imagination, creativity, and appreciation of the simple, comes naturally. To this day I marvel at the simplistic, the genuine, organic, the rustic. And I see great worth in the rough, rugged, as well as the frail, unwanted, cast off, and broken. They have character, a story, and their own kind of beauty. There is much value in creating and recreating, adding little bits of beauty and joy to the world. Through RustiKate, I hope in some small way to encourage, inspire, and motivate you, by what I create and share; that you in turn, can, in your own special way, do the same for others. May your creative nature bloom and grow!

 
 
Blessed is the influence of one true, loving human soul on another.
— George Eliot