I have a thing for machines. Yes, I do. I don't know what you'd call it, specifically. I've been told it's an addiction. For me, it's a feeling derived from rescuing something beautifully made that speaks to you. I tell myself it satisfies my love and respect for the provenance of objects, history of product design, stories of corporate power, and the rise of industry, empowering women and changing the world. There's no one reason here.
I've been sewing since I was twelve, but I've also been tearing apart objects since I was younger than that. I was a puzzle person growing up. Playing with dolls was fun but designing and making their clothes and setting up their environments was even more exciting to me. Show me something complete, I will deconstruct it in my mind. Show me something deconstructed, I will see constructed. Solving the puzzle solved the problem. This mindset prepped me for being a maker and a fixer.