Sunday, April 1, 2012

She stood in the storm...

I finished a birthday present for my sister.  We had both seen a quote on Pinterest ...
"she stood in the storm and when the wind did not blow her away she adjusted her sails"

I knew she liked the quote so I had the idea of making her 2 cushions, one smaller with an embroidery on it, and a bigger one with the quote stencilled onto one side.

I had seen a cushion on Pinterest with a stencilled Dr Seuss quote, but forgot to repin or bookmark it so unfortunately I cannot link to it here.   I used calico fabric and a Pebeo SetaSkrib pen in brown (from Spotlight) and it took 2 pens to finish off the front of the cushion. The stencil was a plastic one I already had, I think I got it from a newsagents years ago.

Thanks to Pip from Meet Me At Mikes, I can now link to the cushion I saw on Pinterest:
Amanda from Wit & Whistle explains with pics how to do it, and it looks fantastic. 

I repeated the quote so that the whole front of the cushion was full of text.  I have since looked up the quote from Elizabeth Edwards(I previously knew nothing about her until I did a little research on the quote), and it should have read..

"she stood in the storm, and when the wind did not blow her way - and surely it has not - she adjusted her sails"

Not to worry, it's good either way.  I did a couple of drawings of a girl in a boat and after a bit of trial and error, I ended up with this one:


She did seem to really like them, and I loved making them.  Sitting on the floor of the loungeroom colouring in the letters for days, it was worth seeing the look of surprise on her face.

***I've now made this into an embroidery pattern and it is in my teeny tiny shop here

In A War...

I also finished the handkerchief embroidery and sent it off to Denmark, to go into an art project by Hanne Bang

The handkerchief was such fine fabric that it was difficult to embroider the letters and keep all the stitches even.  There was a fair bit of unpicking involved.  It was a serious project and made me think a lot while I was stitching.  It made me think of my father, who was in WWII.  So many questions left unanswered.

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