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the best kind of sewing

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Really, I could never sew for a living. 
I realized yesterday, as I was happily stitching along on a project for my cousin’s birthday, that my best sewing comes when I’m inspired by who the gift is for. The reason I say I couldn’t sew for a living is because part of my realization yesterday was that my best work happens when I’m sewing with a specific person in mind. Yesterday it was my four year-old cousin. (yes, you get cousins younger than your own children when your father comes from a family of fifteen) He’s a soft-spoken, chubby-handed little boy in  gold, wire-framed glasses who knows more about tractors than most grown men. He’ll drool over glossy Case IH literature like some kids drool over chocolate frosted cake.
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So in the final hours before his party (and in the final minutes trying to take three pictures by ugly overhead light), I became inspired to make him a tractor to lay his head on, to usher him off into his own, personal, machinery dreamland. And I tell you the project couldn’t have gone more smoothly. Each piece of fabric fell into place–the colors, the prints. Not a stitch (well maybe one or two) fell out of line. It just came together perfectly. And not because I think I’m the end all of pillow-makers, but because I think that when I’m sewing from my heart everything falls perfectly in to place.

P1010007_5

Really, I could never sew for a living. 
I realized yesterday, as I was happily stitching along on a project for my cousin’s birthday, that my best sewing comes when I’m inspired by who the gift is for. The reason I say I couldn’t sew for a living is because part of my realization yesterday was that my best work happens when I’m sewing with a specific person in mind. Yesterday it was my four year-old cousin. (yes, you get cousins younger than your own children when your father comes from a family of fifteen) He’s a soft-spoken, chubby-handed little boy in  gold, wire-framed glasses who knows more about tractors than most grown men. He’ll drool over glossy Case IH literature like some kids drool over chocolate frosted cake.
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So in the final hours before his party (and in the final minutes trying to take three pictures by ugly overhead light), I became inspired to make him a tractor to lay his head on, to usher him off into his own, personal, machinery dreamland. And I tell you the project couldn’t have gone more smoothly. Each piece of fabric fell into place–the colors, the prints. Not a stitch (well maybe one or two) fell out of line. It just came together perfectly. And not because I think I’m the end all of pillow-makers, but because I think that when I’m sewing from my heart everything falls perfectly in to place.

22 comments on “the best kind of sewing”

  1. The pillow is precious, I have a little nephew that loves tractors and would be thrilled to receive something like that. I completely understand what you mean. I can draw when I’m inspired and I’m guided from a passion or creative from with in. Other than that I seem to just be able to doodle???

  2. I just love your description of the little man – and I am sure that he will be over the moon with his fabulous new pillow.

    It is so beautifully done – as is your description of how it feels to create something with love…

  3. What a wonderful pillow for your sweet little tractor lover. I so agree with your sentiments about sewing, when I’m sewing from the heart it’s always better.

  4. I love seeing the projects you do Molly. You are very talented, but unlike other craft-bloggers they also seem realistically accomplishable. It goves me hope that someday I WILL sew and I WILL work with clay. Thanks Molly and Happy New Year!

  5. i’m a john deere girl myself but that’s one good looking piece of machinery 😉

    nice job. i hear you about the gift-specific inspiration. i could never be a buyer for my mom’s antique store, either. i only want to buy what I would want to purchase in her store…

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