Stitchery.
Why do we love stitchery?
I do not know the history of stitchery. But I do remember my grandma had a handkerchief with beautiful embroidery on the wall in her kitchen. Redwork she called it. Of course she did…..Everyone could see it was done with red thread, on a white piece of fabric. Easy name…The mind of a child is simple.
I accepted her explanation.
Anyway, I always thought it would have been nice if she had chosen another colour. But I never implemented her in my thoughts.
After we have had all these years in progress of techniques and equipment, we still we call it redwork.
I often wonder what she would have thought, if she still had been among us. How would she handle the way we are spoiled? We can by a lot of beautiful thread, not to expensive, and the fact that it is available in shops for everybody.
By the way. My camera is NOT working properly. Grrrr. I am going to the store again on Friday. I am not accepting the battery-explanation once more :o(
Hoping to show you all my Stitchery next week :o)
I do not know the history of stitchery. But I do remember my grandma had a handkerchief with beautiful embroidery on the wall in her kitchen. Redwork she called it. Of course she did…..Everyone could see it was done with red thread, on a white piece of fabric. Easy name…The mind of a child is simple.
I accepted her explanation.
Anyway, I always thought it would have been nice if she had chosen another colour. But I never implemented her in my thoughts.
After we have had all these years in progress of techniques and equipment, we still we call it redwork.
I often wonder what she would have thought, if she still had been among us. How would she handle the way we are spoiled? We can by a lot of beautiful thread, not to expensive, and the fact that it is available in shops for everybody.
By the way. My camera is NOT working properly. Grrrr. I am going to the store again on Friday. I am not accepting the battery-explanation once more :o(
Hoping to show you all my Stitchery next week :o)
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2 comments:
My mother embroidered beautifully, but she didn't do redwork. I came to love that when I saw it done by a friend who owned a shop. All these years later, my friend is passed on, but I'm still doing redwork, and hearing her in my head. =) I think there is something that is just satisfying to the soul in stitchery, no matter what colors are used, or what variety one does. I miss seeing your pictures, so you make them fix whatever is wrong, or give you a new camera!
I just stumbled upon your wonderful blog. My grandma taught me to embroider, and coincidentally her parents were from Norway.
It's great to have a hobby we love, isn't it?
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