I’ve become slightly obsessed with the 1930s; specifically, the Dust Bowl. About a year ago, I read The Worst Hard Time (which is excellent, I’m re-reading it and highly recommend it). I have a whole list of ideas that I want to try and stitch. These are just some of the first (and they are a bit on the unfinished side).
The Vaseline jar I worked on last night, and I’m not sure why I thought I could do letters well on paper. Still, I’m pretty happy with it since it’s the first time I’ve tried text on paper.
As I said, I’ve got a list of ideas. I know that I mentioned before there might be some new pieces in the shop, but I haven’t really made anything that I like enough to list. In time, I suppose.
I finally have some real space of my own. It took some doing. Rearrange furniture in both kids’ rooms. Move a little dresser from my daughter’s bedroom to my son’s. Move a desk from the basement to my daughter’s room and then move the giant 8 foot table leaning against the wall in the garage to the basement.
Only half of the space is mine, the computer and other art supplies officially belong to the kids. In the little cabinet I am keeping floss, needles, scissors, and whatever else I need on-hand. The shelf holds my materials, works in-progress, and finished pieces.
I’ve lined the table with drawing paper; the table has been around the block a few times. (It’s been in my family as long as I can remember. It started its life in a fire hall, then as a activity/sewing table at my parents house, then at pretty much every family function for food service, crab eating, you name it. I ended up using it for a birthday party and then it became mine.) And the paper makes a good place for scratch work and notes and it’s fun for the kids to decorate.
I was so inspired by having a new space, I whipped up a little cross stitch (something I haven’t done before). I’m pretty pleased with it. It will hang alongside the griffin and a few paper pieces in my office.
Recently I discovered that there’s a monthly needlework drop-in group at one of the local libraries. Last night I tried it out. I’m really not so good at meeting a whole bunch of new people all at once, but it was a small group, about 8 ladies, of varied age. Mostly knitters/crocheters, but there was one woman teaching another to cross stitch. I think there’s some potential for meeting local people with similar interests, but we’ll see. It might take a while for me to get the courage to say more than a few words. Since it’s a monthly meeting, it might take me a good six months to strike up a conversation. For my own sake, I’ll try and be brave. As it was, I sat and practiced my stem stitching. I don’t know why, but that stitch has really eluded me. Whenever it’s looked like I’ve done it (the hair in my piece for my brother and his wife for example), I’ve cheated and not done it right. You can tell from the back.
Internet interaction is much easier (though it still makes me anxious). Just this week I signed up for my first swap. The theme is music which leaves plenty of room for ideas. At the moment I have too many, but there’s plenty of time to let things settle. I think I will try and incorporate some knotless starts and stem stitching into whatever I decide to do. Nothing like practice.
I’ve been playing around with some blank vintage paper and my husband’s typewriter collection.
I’ve had varying levels of success. Chain stitching worked pretty well, herringbone and feather stitches very well. Out of all of these, I’m hoping for one or two good results. My problem always is that I don’t plan things out enough. I have to say, this paper from the 20s is divine. I wish there was more than just five pages!