In the wait time, I have a huge stack of books from the library which welcomed me back into the congregation warmly once I paid a year-old fine. I scored "Autobiography of Mark Twain" and hesitate to settle in with it. I am smartass enough without encouragement from the ages.
There is also stitching galore. "Rêver 2" is well underway. I am so impressed with folks using complex embroidery in their work but my stitching is much more about construction than decoration. Going back and making a cross stitch out of a running stitch is a big deal for me. I call them staggering crosses. Nailing bits of silk organza down to aging damask is like putting decals on bee wings.
Many years ago I embroidered a huge linen tablecloth that I given. It was supposed to be done all in ecru silk with cut-work which seemed to me (and the original owner) like a prison sentence.
I bought 20 or so different colors of DMC floss and proceeded to cover all the printed lines with every imaginable color and stitch trick I could find in the book. It's a riot cloth that I trot out only for holiday meals. I may not have mastered every stitch but I can say that I have been there, and stitched that at least a dozen times.
These little staggering crosses are hard at work holding every thing together.
2 comments:
love the use of the simple
simple things are best for holding us together
you're right
the rest just decorates.
good luck with the coming stormxx love your workxlynda
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