... a first love
I dabbled in different things when I was young: painting, knitting, crocheting, patchwork, sewing but at about 21, I discovered needlework - a different kind of coming of age maybe?
quilting took over though, after a few years...needlework supplies were hard to get and framing it all was frightfully expensive, so quilting became a new passion for me
but yesterday I went back
back to simple counted thread embroidery, where all you need is a piece of evenweave cloth and one colour of thread
I'm teaching a course in blackwork embroidery tonight and yesterday I played
the tree above and below is my own design based on 16th century stitches
I've always been drawn to the lace-like stitchery patterns
and the endless stitch combinations
how an extra stroke here or there can completely change the look of a motif
this little tree I adapted from a larger design I found on line (I can't find the link but will add it when I do!)
a modern take on an old art form
it wasn't until I began playing on the graph paper that I realized just how much I miss this
I've been in a dry spell lately, reading a book called
by Julia Cameron
I started reading it just because, but quickly realized it is for creative people when they're not feeling so creative - yup, that's me
and I read something that stood out the other day...
when you are creating for a financial benefit it is easy to lose sight of your creative spirit
some very good insights that gave me a lot to think about, and
coupled with the time I have spent with my blackwork yesterday and today
and realizing in my quest for other things,
I have neglected some things that matter greatly to me
and I remembered what a wonderful time it was, up north, in the needle arts guild when we were so young and enthusiastic and tried everything... and my friends came to mind and their names fell from my lips as I said them out loud and I remembered...
first love is the best love