Tag Archives: tree

catch up

woven-in-tree

woven exercise from Jude Hill class made into ornament

aqua-window

wool, cotton, and silk fabrics for this one

windowsill-pins

cupcakes and tea pots lining the windowsill

grey-tree

I had fun stitching the snowflakes

this one hails from Montreal

this one hails from Montreal

turtle-hung

tabs have since been finished

turtle rolled and ready to ship

turtle rolled and ready to ship

niece's choral group - Handel & Haydn Society from yesterday

niece’s choral group – Handel & Haydn Society from yesterday

I’ve been on a tear making cloth trees.  Next up?  A few aprons.  I am looking forward to a Cookie Swap this Friday, to C. coming home next week, Christmas, a couple more festive gatherings, and, at the end of the month (oh I can’t wait) – my second cortisone shot for right thumb.  Hard to do some of the basics lately.  Fortunately, can still sew.

Tomorrow is a doctor run with my sister.

Holiday sewing

Just listed these items in my Etsy shop — clothcompany.  I already have some wonderful balsam-filled sachets to list, so look for those – and there will be at least two Christmas Kitties next week, and — dare I say? — a batch of finished dolls.

We will be making these simple and yet charming tree ornaments in the December “Sewing for The Holidays” class at the New Art Center [Newton, Massachusetts].  Class meets for three successive Saturdays — Dec 1, 8, and 15 — from 12:30 until 2:30.  There’s still time to sign up!

felt house – toot/toot

Yesterday, I spent the better part of the morning having a love affair with my new tripod (now, now, don’t even picture those dirty things!).  Truly, I am having so much fun.  To prepare for tomorrow’s class, I made a new felt hut and documented as I went.  A total first stab at a still-life tutorial — here.  It runs just shy of a minute, so I hope you can take a peek.  Criticism welcome.

Meanwhile, the moon has been peeking in my window.  This is roughly the view from my bed.  Aspidistra and beech limbs talking in lines while the moon makes an illuminated beauty spot, a little like Peppy Miller, and her “little something extra”, in the movie ‘The Artist’.

Digging up and documenting and noodling.  Part of my gift to C. for his quickly approaching 18th birthday, is a collection of journal entries about him (I am already way behind schedule!)  The picture below goes back much further, however, to a batch of illustrations created for book of poems written as a freshman in college (1975).  I’ll spare you the poetry.

Meanwhile, my plaster friends probably have at least another season in them.  They certainly will keep themselves entertained.  I suspect they are talking about me, here.

Although perhaps they, too, are taken with the moon, rouging them up to a feminine pink here.

late in the year

Caught what C & D had.  So has Ken.  Laying low.  Reading. Walking the dog.  Watching movies.

Slowly putting things away.  It is satisfying to put the decorations out, and satisfying to put them away.  I generally begin putting things away before everyone else is ready to see it all go.

We would love some snow.

Amazing how soft seven horns can sound.

K. finally made me my bottle tree.

Thankfully the ‘Cookie Angel’ has flitted elsewhere.

All the ‘making’ has been meals, gatherings, gifts, returns, and running around.  Looking forward to getting back to a few pieces:

teeny-scenery

This fragment surfaced during the flood clean up. I had set it aside to reincorporate into a larger piece, but when I saw it again, it looked complete. Added the background grid, some of the up and down stitching over the black and zig-zagged the edges. The wonderful house in black outline and tree came from a pair of Capris.