Sewist’s soul food

August 19, 2017

Gobs of embroidery floss purchased at an online auction ... and I got a great price!

Finally finishing this little taupe nine-patch. I thought I might make it a sewing roll-up, or even a book of some sort, but no - I just want it to be a nine-patch with no particular purpose but to please the eye.

"There’s a loaf of moldy bread on the kitchen counter - please don’t throw it away. I want to see if I can get some prints from it." Yes, that is a typical sentence at our house.

Bill and Adeline ... two of my favorite people.

Vintage glass floats (most of which were gifts) in an awesome vase (which was a gift).

studio clean-up progress report 8-13-2017

Studio clean-up: slowly, slowly reclaiming my space.

So sorry ... Were You Trying To Read?

Embroidery Thread

February 7, 2015

I thought you might be interested in my method for storing embroidery thread. I don't much care for those little white thingies that are supposed to have the thread wound onto them - the thread gets all kinked up, plus it's a pain in the neck to do all the winding.

My solution, and it works quite well, is to give each skein it's own little ziplock bag and then group the bags by color, with each color group sharing the same metal ring.

When I need a particular color, I just grab that ring of baggies and choose, Then I open the ring and slip off the baggie I want to use.

I keep the entire collection of threads in a box that's big enough to also hold my sewing roll-up and whatever piece of cloth I'm working on at the moment.

This is what my sewing roll-up looks like when it is all closed up.

Inside is a pocket where I stash a pair of collapsible embroidery scissors as well as a bobbin wound with thread. There is also a pin cushion which is stuck with pins and needles.

Below is what my sewing roll-up looks like when it is opened up and in use.

I love how it looks when I'm using it. Sometimes I think I'll just hang it on the wall and have fun looking at it.

Sepia

May 21, 2014

A little pottery jar I bought for my mother years ago, sometime in the early 1970s. I wish I knew who made it. I bought it at The Craftsman Gallery in Poughkeepsie, NY.

Faded roses, from last year's garden. "People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us." -Iris Murdoch, A Fairly Honourable Defeat.