If you follow Jude’s blog, Spirit Cloth, you know that she has been talking a lot about weaving lately. She’s mentioned and shown how much stitching and weaving are the same, So, the other day, when I was looking for something else and came across this bookmark I’d made (either for TAST or for an embroidery class, 10+ years ago), I immediately thought of that. It’s a perfect example of stitch as weave. (Click to open full size image in…
I started with these: Proceeded to this: And ended up with this: Somehow the very first purple piece did not stay in place as I stitched it, and, of course, I didn’t notice it for a bit–until I cut away the extra muslin, actually. I think it turned slightly with each strip, too. Maybe, if I do more of these, I’ll draw a grid on the muslin to help keep it straight. Or maybe not. I kind of like the…
I was sort of watching a soccer game. I drew the outer circle around a large spool of thread. After having so much trouble keeping the size even (I redid it twice), I found my circle stencil and drew two more for the orange and the inner yellow. The green, gold, and orange are week 8-buttonhole stitch. The center yellow is week 9-buttonhole wheel cup, although, I liked the look of the cup sides flattened in, so it ended up…
This is also TAST week 9–buttonhole wheel. It’s about the size of a quarter, done in perle 5. I don’t think this would be good on a functional quilt. The spokes (even the rim, actually) are too easily caught and pulled. Perhaps smaller circles and/or finer/heavier thread would work. I suppose I could also further embellish it or simply tack it down with a fine thread. I probably will use it on something “arty,” so it matters not.
Seeing so many log cabins lately inspired me to make one. I plan to make more. It’s actually bigger in this photo than it really is. (At least, it was, on my laptop before I resized it.) It’s almost 5″ x almost 5″, I’m a bit amazed at how close to square it is. I have all these “ribbons” about ¼” to about 2″ in width, from my sister’s sewing scraps. I chose from these. Some are obviously too narrow,…
I forgot to take a picture on Wednesday. They’re not too crisp because they are taken across the room at full magnification and the HD seems to turn off and on at random. (It seems to be on on Monday’s shot.) It should be raining. I prefer the sunny days we’ve been having, but we are technically still in a drought, apparently. This ragged little plant is one of my Bergenia. They bloomed in December. A few days of freezing…
I have a lot of UFOs. Probably enough to be considered alien. I’m listing them here as much to have a record as to share. This group is all out of my sewing basket. I discovered if I did all my photo editing on my phone, my photos retain their dimensions at halt the size they become when I open then in Irfanview or GIMP (my photo programs) and I can upload them here with no problems. Editing is limited…
Not today. The sun is out today. Yesterday the rain poured down and, off and on all week, it’s been grim and cloudy. Since I am most definitely solar powered, that means my energy level hovered around “0” and I didn’t get much done. 😢 Timbers made it to the playoffs, but, alas, did not win. They played in that pouring rain. They made an exciting goal in the final 15 seconds to tie the game, but it ended up…
After reading Jude’s post yesterday, I was thinking about stitched baskets. I wanted to try out one of my ideas, but it was only half formed. I started with a bird I’d already done and added a nest. The nest is kind of a basket. Boucle was the wrong yarn to use. I ended up improvising from beginning to as far as I got. The nest is first couched boucle then twine, very loosely woven through the boucle. The twine…
It was a steady, visible rain, not a misty rain. Other than to note that, I didn’t pay much attention. The day before, and all week, was an off and on rain. I remember wondering earlier in the week where had the birds gone. Staying out of the rain, obviously. Today the birds are playing. From my chair in the living room, I am watching them flit around in the bare cherry tree, fly away, return. I think they are…