June 13, 2013 § Leave a comment
Today I finished an embroidery project, felt all smug, and then looked at the work of Maricor/Maricar and felt completely inferior and completely inspired. Would you just look at this stitchery?!
September 19, 2012 § Leave a comment
This doesn’t do much to dispel my suspicion that, as a knitting geek, I am statistically very likely to be an utter loon. But it is amazing nevertheless.
August 15, 2012 § Leave a comment
I’ve been interested in the idea of wabi sabi for a long time. I’ve also been darning a carpet by hand recently. Both these things have made me think about the importance of repair; there is something very lovely about objects that have been touched, used, mended and used some more. I like the idea of beauty as a state that encompasses transience, decay and imperfection. It’s warmer and more appealing than beauty that relies on things being symmetrical, pristine, unscathed (not to mention easier to live with!).
Anyway, here are some pictures. Top to bottom, they are a nearly-worn-out tape-measure I stole from my dad’s treadle sewing machine, the aforementioned carpet (I had an accident with it, a craft knife, and a too-small cutting mat. I should stop working on the floor.), and a cushion made from antique Indian fabric patched by my granny and darned by me using hand-spun wool and shop-bought cotton.
April 1, 2012 § Leave a comment
I’m not doing terribly well with posts of late – I’m almost entirely wrapped up in a secret project that can’t be blogged.
There is some knitting and some sewing though; both bits of clothing for myself. Here is the most recent evidence of The Knitting Habit (the pattern is free, here. The yarn is Rowan creative focus worsted)…
…and here is a frock I’ve made myself for summer:-
March 14, 2012 § Leave a comment
I’ve been making patchwork today, by hand, like our great-grandmas did it. I am in awe of them, to be honest. Needle-poked iron-singed cramped-up fingers, and a head full of frustration because it it So Slow. There is such satisfaction in the obsessive laborious things though; why is that?
Anyway, there are no photos because the camera has temporarily died, but here are some pretty things…
Top to bottom, they are
- beautiful patchworky drawings by Catherine Campbell (who is, by the way, one of my favourite illustrators)
- loud, brash, cheerful cotton print by Blue Hill fabrics
- quirky, chintzy, girly cotton print by Moda
November 10, 2011 § 1 Comment
It’s all about the knitting habit today, and mostly involves this beautiful pea-green jumper I’ve just finished for a friend’s imminent tiny person…
…and this rusty autumn-coloured wool which I bought two summers ago in a second hand bookshop in Doolin, County Clare, and which is destined to be some sort of cushion cover (with cables. I am in the grip of a cable addiction as well just now. Oh dear!)…
…and sitting in here stealing my boyfriend’s snazzy new Macbook to waste time on ravelry’s pattern database.
The posters you can see on the top left are plans for a Scillonian gig boat, and this one I made for some Scillonian gigs of the musical variety. The print balancing on top of the record player is a pied wagtail by Thomas Bewick. I love it very much. The things hanging in the greenery are a mask my parents bought me in Venice, plus the fox and the strange sewn woman from this post here. The loveliest of the 3 (Yeah, 3. I know. Washing up time.) tea-stained mugs has an illustration by Rob Ryan on it. I love that very much as well. The disgusting brown velour sofa is partly covered up by this beautiful bedspread. Other gorgeous creative spaces can be explored here.
Happy Thursday! x
October 11, 2011 § Leave a comment
The first birthday being the one that happened as I knit these tiny blue socks – here is a pair of tiny shoes to go with them. (made with kid leather scraps from my auntie’s attic, quilting cotton from Gina of Lulu&You, buttons from my extensive stash, and Heather Bailey’s bitty booties pattern.)
The second birthday being separated from the first by a couple of weeks, or eighty years, depending on how you look at it, and belonging to my granny. She is a hugely inspiring allotment-gardening Ted-Hughes-reading woman who shares my love of long walks, outdoor swims and beautiful woodcuts, cooks delicious things, knits her own jumpers, makes gorgeous ceramics, sends me interesting art postcards, takes shit from nobody, and generally makes me proud to share her genes. I embroidered cushions for her. Here one is:-I photographed it in a cottage in Hay-on-Wye, where the whole family met up to celebrate her 80th. It was completely beautiful, and if I had a bigger vehicle and a smaller conscience, I would have stolen this armchair. Just look at those stripes!