Nightgowns, Clapotis, Spring
OK. Nothing I cannot think of any eloquent idea to link the myriad of things I have to blog about, so I will just go through all of the pictures I have for you.
The first is a couple of pictures of my nightgown….yes, my nightgown! I know that this whole thing good disintegrate into something that I’ll be kicking myself for….but I’m going to risk it. There is a back story here. Henry bought me a sewing machine for Christmas. Now, I have “sewn” before. The sewing that I did was very free form. I did a lot of satin stitch as part of larger pieces in book arts. I know the basics of the machine, but I do not know about cutting out patterns and then making them work. So, I used the machine a bit, but not much. I was really anxious to ramp up my skills so that I could make clothing for me and the girls. I have a quirky sense of style and am not easy to fit since the extra weight, so I thought sewing would be the way.
Enter Tracey. Tracey is a supper club friend from the Boro’. So here’s the deal with this. I have never felt so connected, loved and part of something as I felt when our family was part of the supper club. I miss it. I am lucky in that I have Wendy here, but two people don’t really make a community. I am trying here, but it takes a long time to develop the kind of relationships we had in Murfreesboro. You know, the kind where you let the kids run knowing that if they were in imminent danger or were doing something that did not fit the accepted norm f the group, then one of the other friends would say “hey, sew-n-sew, don’t do that.” It was cool…no parent got their feelings hurt and neither did the kids. Anyway, the short of this (although it looks like any hope of short has gone to hell) is that I was feeling a little like an island that very few people visited. So, Tracey calls me out of the blue one day. She said, “I’ve been thinking about you. I’d like to come and help you get the sewing thing going.” I just cried.
So, Tracey came over today and spent 5 hours walking me through sewing a nightgown. I realize that most of you would think…a nightgown…slap a couple of pieces of fabrics together and call it done. You all know that I don’t do that. My gown has a collar that is double faced and sewn on and set in sleeves that finish off the shoulders, much like the way a baseball shirt is made. It is flannel and I love it. Here it is !
And just for the heck of it a couple of pictures of the girls.
The second part of the post is for the clapotis I have finished. It is not blocked, but it will be tomorrow. It is a wool and bamboo blend. A sock yarn…no idea of the name. I have the label somewhere. Oh well. I could be happier. The color pooled in a way that I was not totally happy with, but that’s how it happens sometimes.
Here’s the spring part. The girls spent an hour or two drawing on the sidewalk and running around looking for secret things Friday afternoon. They also put some stuff out for the fairies. After they took a bath due to being covered in chalk, we walked to Maffioza’s. The only thing that would have made it better would be Henry.
Aren’t those girls the funniest little things!
Oh, forgot one more thing. Mycah had her first artist reception Saturday. Her school had a show at the TN Art League. She was less than cooperative when I asked to photograph her with her piece. Humph…she may turn out to be an artist after all.