February 4, 2013

Stitches

Fabrics collected over time, always drawn to blues.  Some thrifted, some vintage, each with their own stories woven in with each thread.  Stories that I'll never know but always imagine what they would tell.

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Repeated stabbing of the fabric, pulling the thread.  A meditation, trance-like.  Until the pain begins in the tips of my fingers.  After all these years of sewing, I still haven't learned to use a thimble.  I've tried, but it always feels foreign, uncomfortable.  I prefer to feel everything, much like I prefer gardening without gloves so I can feel the earth.  There is something soothing about the pain, like I'm putting more of my soul into the work.  Weaving my own stories with each stab and pull.

15 comments:

  1. I was just wondering the other day how you were getting on with your stitching - this is so pretty and I love the combination of the blues and the hand stitching.

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  2. Your last paragraph...just beautiful!

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  3. Amazing coincidence, I just saw a beautiful small blanket in the fabric store yesterday. It was just two pieces of material stitched together by lines of embroidery, like you've done here. I very much want to do it, even tried to start one last night, but saw how VERY long it would take to do a whole lap blanket. Seriously beautiful though, when finished. The ones I saw were made in India....
    XO

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    1. this only measures about 7x8 inches and took several hours to stitch. of course it was stitched while making snacks, dinner, helping with homework, baths.....:)

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  4. i was considering a thimble but i feel it is a wall between me and the material, much like you and the soil.
    glad you got so much out of this. had no idea you were doing this sort of stitching as well!

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    1. I've been stitching for years. The past year I've been really drawn to Japanese boro and sashiko styles of embroidery. I finally tried my own hand at the craft. I was always hesitant to share my works, but I figured the whole point of this little blog to is be my authentic self...and to be comfortable with me. So, I now share. Still hesitantly I might add ;)

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  5. It is beautiful!! And so is this post.

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  6. I like your woven stories. These stitches are a labour of love! x

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  7. I love this it makes me think of my grandmother the colors, the stitches. Oh the stitches! There is so much magic in each stitch, very special A. thanks for sharing xo

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  8. oooh, that's lovely. i'm very drawn to the meditative feeling of stitching and knitting etc....but they are so very hard on the fingers! lol. i can't use a thimble either...and i hate having to use gloves in the garden...

    maybe you just have to develop big callouses on the ends of your fingers..:)

    xo

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  9. Beautiful post, sweet mama! LOVE YOU!

    This is how I feel about painting,planting, creating & writing...without those things I would certainly go mad in this upside down world.

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  10. How very passionate you are! I may not be good at sewing and gardening, but it always feels good to touch fully what you are working on. Also, who uses thimble? Haha XD

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  11. I love these patterns. And I, too, love to feel the earth between my fingers when I garden. The soil stays deep in the wrinkles for days. Maybe you will feel these stories under your skin, too, for days:) XO

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  12. beautiful. I miss working with my hands!

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  13. Beautiful! Love the new header. xo

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