On Sewing

Sewing was what the women in my family did.  My aunt, Nana and Mom sewed.  Whenever we got together, we were shown the latest garment that was sewn. 

                                                               the studio

I remember my mother making a skirt and blouse for me, one for herself and Nana made one for her.  Thet were a yellow and gray check.  Definitely not my favorite color.  But the price was right and that is what mattered. 

I loved going out with Nana and Mom dressed alike.  Mom and Nana did, too.  More than proud to be part of the clan, at eight, I felt like a grown-up.

This past week, I made the tiny sundress shown on a hanger on the doorknob for my granddaughter.  I will hem it after she tries it on.  As you can see, the dress is a hot reddish-orange 100% cotton.  The background has a hint of mint, white and a softer orange.  And there is a lot of fabric in the closet for more clothes for her.  I love sewing!

I am still making my way with my new Baby Lock Elizabeth computerized sewing machine.  So much to unlearn.  I like the quietness of the machine, the smooth stitches.  I also like sewing in a room that faces south.  There is lots of warm light and now the studio has just about everything I need save some kind of funky window treatment for the windows.  That will come when the artist is inspired.

Soon.