fast forward and rewind... loved those buttons
remember fighting with them to get exactly to start of your favourite song???
the cd player in our car isn't nearly as much fun as my old tape recorder was - it's always taking you right to the very beginning of any song with the touch of a button - technology sometimes takes the fun out of things...
i did do a bit of a different kind of rewind this week though
one of the earliest issues of victoria magazine featured a woman who collected vintage linens and lace, having combined a number of them into a tablecloth that featured prominently at family weddings
i thought it was a wonderful idea and hoped someday to make one - "the want"
fast forward to a few years ago taking a course from karen ruane where she showed how to combine scraps of vintage linen with embroidery to create something extraordinary
so now i knew "the how"
fast forward to a year ago when i was gifted with a selection of vintage embroidered doilies
the kind you put on the end tables in your living room after you had dusted everything with lemon fresh pledge
at least i did - dusting the living room was often my chore and my favourite part was choosing which doily to put where
many of the doilies given to me had stains here and there, many more were just fine
yesterday i started sorting, washing, ironing, plotting and scheming
choosing scraps of 30s prints that are perfect with the yesterday charm these pieces hold
i laid my favourites out in a kind of nine patch, pinning them to the ultra fine muslin i purchased from john lewis in london last september
cutting up some of the stained ones to cover paper hexagon shapes
i'm making a table cloth - about 36" square
the kind we used to put on the kitchen table when i was a little girl, after all the cleaning was done
i'll join them together, adding embroidery and applique in the style of the 60s
charming, but fun
some parts soft and delicate, others colourful and playful
beautiful edges, pretty lace
and in the end i hope to create something kind of retro, a rewind to the decade when i was little and furniture polish was the sign of an orderly home
with a little fast forward to where i am now, all grown up, eco dust cloths and all
no doilies on the end tables any more though...
but the table, well, a special cloth on the table is still a sign of being in a special place at a special time
and since my mom just bought a brand-spanking new table, i think it deserves a brand-spanking-new-old tablecloth
i just hope she doesn't make me dust it first!