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It is hard impossible to photograph a small dark closet. But here’s the fruit of yesterday’s labors. I just want to keep the closet door open all the time and stare. When I began this project it was supposed to be shelves for kids craft stuff and my fabric. But they were relegated to a big basket beside their little table.
This weekend, I made these little cuffs for Emma and me. One of those spur of the moment crafts. They were easy and fun. To Emma’s I added some grosgrain ribbon and then both are tied with a tiny loop of RicRac and a button. With mine, I was able to singe the ends with a match to keep it from fraying, but Emma’s just burned. oops. I’ll have to look for some of this for her cuff. It was a fun project. And I think they’d make great little birthday gifts for the little people in my life. I mean, if the cuffs are cool enough. I never really know anymore….!
It is hard impossible to photograph a small dark closet. But here’s the fruit of yesterday’s labors. I just want to keep the closet door open all the time and stare. When I began this project it was supposed to be shelves for kids craft stuff and my fabric. But they were relegated to a big basket beside their little table.
This weekend, I made these little cuffs for Emma and me. One of those spur of the moment crafts. They were easy and fun. To Emma’s I added some grosgrain ribbon and then both are tied with a tiny loop of RicRac and a button. With mine, I was able to singe the ends with a match to keep it from fraying, but Emma’s just burned. oops. I’ll have to look for some of this for her cuff. It was a fun project. And I think they’d make great little birthday gifts for the little people in my life. I mean, if the cuffs are cool enough. I never really know anymore….!
family
I think my grandmother may have given me my inheritance today.
It all started with me mentioning at lunch that I wanted to make some curtains for the girl’s changing house down at the pool. (Otherwise, we girls are there in all our glory for the people coming down the path to the pool. It is a much needed curtain.) So today after lunch, she took me upstairs to look for curtain fabric from her double-doored closet full of sewing, knitting, needlepoint supplies, kits to make down jackets and suitcases, even a bag of whittling tools–a true crafting mother lode (no punn intended).
We went through several piles of fabric she wanted to save–"might be a blouse, might be a pair of curtains, these are good for tablecloths for parties…But here, go through these and take what you like for yourself." She’s been telling me, ever since I moved here, that she wanted to show me the things in the closet, because she knows I love to sew and do ‘lots of projets’. So, I merrily looked through her wildly colored fabrics and bright prints finding things that I fell in love with. Not even on my BEST of shopping or thrifting or garage sale-ing days could I imagine such wonderful things. And yes, I put some back. I didn’t clean her out–well, technically I did clean her out–she asked me to go through bags and bags of saved ‘dungarees’ that she was holding on to for patches, and some old curtains that she was "overly ambitious" about reusing, and old sheets that were never resized to fit a smaller bed. (Can you imagine?)
So I did do a lot of cleaning for her, but not cleaning out. But I have to tell you, I look at these fabrics and they make my heart beat fast. Not just because they are beautiful and fun and funky, but because they are my grandmother’s. My grandmother’s.
The passing down of this fabric sparked a MAJOR cleanup of my crafting supplies and fabric stash–two plastic tubs sitting on top of each other in the closet. So horribly piled upon, that on more than one occasion I have walked to the closet excited to start a new project, then turned around and closed the door, overwhelmed by the effort it would take to extract a yard of fabric.
So I’ve been up to my ears in closet clean-outs today, tripping over fabric and boxes and shelves, but enjoying every minute. Tomorrow, I’ll show a picture of my closet, if I can get enough light. It was too dark tonight to take a closet picture. (Is it ever bright enough to take a picture of the inside of a small closet?)
I realize these pictures are a little blurry. I was rushing to get it all put in place before Dan got home.
one of my favs (my foot for scale)
a few of the pieces still had their original tags. can you believe the price?
And oh yes, there will be curtains in the pool house this year, ladies. Great curtains.
I think my grandmother may have given me my inheritance today.
It all started with me mentioning at lunch that I wanted to make some curtains for the girl’s changing house down at the pool. (Otherwise, we girls are there in all our glory for the people coming down the path to the pool. It is a much needed curtain.) So today after lunch, she took me upstairs to look for curtain fabric from her double-doored closet full of sewing, knitting, needlepoint supplies, kits to make down jackets and suitcases, even a bag of whittling tools–a true crafting mother lode (no punn intended).
We went through several piles of fabric she wanted to save–"might be a blouse, might be a pair of curtains, these are good for tablecloths for parties…But here, go through these and take what you like for yourself." She’s been telling me, ever since I moved here, that she wanted to show me the things in the closet, because she knows I love to sew and do ‘lots of projets’. So, I merrily looked through her wildly colored fabrics and bright prints finding things that I fell in love with. Not even on my BEST of shopping or thrifting or garage sale-ing days could I imagine such wonderful things. And yes, I put some back. I didn’t clean her out–well, technically I did clean her out–she asked me to go through bags and bags of saved ‘dungarees’ that she was holding on to for patches, and some old curtains that she was "overly ambitious" about reusing, and old sheets that were never resized to fit a smaller bed. (Can you imagine?)
So I did do a lot of cleaning for her, but not cleaning out. But I have to tell you, I look at these fabrics and they make my heart beat fast. Not just because they are beautiful and fun and funky, but because they are my grandmother’s. My grandmother’s.
The passing down of this fabric sparked a MAJOR cleanup of my crafting supplies and fabric stash–two plastic tubs sitting on top of each other in the closet. So horribly piled upon, that on more than one occasion I have walked to the closet excited to start a new project, then turned around and closed the door, overwhelmed by the effort it would take to extract a yard of fabric.
So I’ve been up to my ears in closet clean-outs today, tripping over fabric and boxes and shelves, but enjoying every minute. Tomorrow, I’ll show a picture of my closet, if I can get enough light. It was too dark tonight to take a closet picture. (Is it ever bright enough to take a picture of the inside of a small closet?)
I realize these pictures are a little blurry. I was rushing to get it all put in place before Dan got home.
one of my favs (my foot for scale)
a few of the pieces still had their original tags. can you believe the price?
And oh yes, there will be curtains in the pool house this year, ladies. Great curtains.
life (in general)
hannah–drop me an email with your mailing address and I’ll send you your tags.
And thanks everyone for your kind words about them. I’m pretty sure I’ll be making more. It was really fun. This weekend I picked up some gingko leaves-I think these might be pretty cool looking, too. I love the beautiful fan shape and fine lines in the leaf.
Kelly: can you believe it only cost me one needle? it got pretty squeaky at the end as it pushed through the paper.
Ali: you just use a regular needle. don’t worry, I had to ask the same question before I tried.
I had more I wanted to share in this post, but it will have to wait until tomorrow. Travelling Mercies is calling my name. I have to finish off the last seventy pages before my book group tonight. And bills, insurance changes, and car issues are hanging over my head. All that fun, inspiring stuff of life!
hannah–drop me an email with your mailing address and I’ll send you your tags.
And thanks everyone for your kind words about them. I’m pretty sure I’ll be making more. It was really fun. This weekend I picked up some gingko leaves-I think these might be pretty cool looking, too. I love the beautiful fan shape and fine lines in the leaf.
Kelly: can you believe it only cost me one needle? it got pretty squeaky at the end as it pushed through the paper.
Ali: you just use a regular needle. don’t worry, I had to ask the same question before I tried.
I had more I wanted to share in this post, but it will have to wait until tomorrow. Travelling Mercies is calling my name. I have to finish off the last seventy pages before my book group tonight. And bills, insurance changes, and car issues are hanging over my head. All that fun, inspiring stuff of life!
