Pull My Nose

I always try to hide my excitement at a flea market when I find a little treasure. Because the seller sometimes doesn’t think it’s a treasure in the same way that I do. Otherwise it wouldn’t have been thrown into a box of other items for 50¢ each. Today it was a pincushion. Such an odd little pincushion, but in almost new condition other than a few light stains. And, I’m not gonna lie. I didn’t know the nose pulled out a tape measure until I got home. Double treasure!!

Back to Some Handsewing

I had an urge to work on some new standing wool, quillie pieces. So I sliced up a washed wool skirt the other day and filled a basket with these tan quillies with wonderful specks of different colors. This trivet is the largest of the group, using two burgundy wool sweaters for color. (If you are trying this, cut wovens on the bias.)
Two merino sweaters in this one, a chunky rib and a smooth, dark blue.
Little bits of yellow and green cashmere
This one went asymmetrical on me. Happens sometimes. 
Ta-da! That’s it for now. I have two more prepped to go, but the hands need a break.


World Atlas coasters, atop my 10″ Milton Bradley studio cutter, the smallest of my vintage paper cutter collection

I have loved paper since I was a child. It might be one of the reasons I became a teacher. (It took me a while to realize that is not a reason to teach.) Even though I am grown, and no longer a teacher, I still love paper. So, when I needed a break from sewing this past winter, I turned to paper. And it felt good. Still does.

Maurice Sendak’s Dear Mili, by Wilhelm Grimm, repurposed into stitched coasters

But, go figure, I started to sew the paper, too! I’ve developed a minor addiction to sewing up these sets of paper coasters, celebrating the wonderful visual appeal of book illustrations. There are so many discarded books to be had. Outdated, torn pages, books that have been scrawled in by some undisciplined child, broken bindings, torn covers…

You name it, I save it. At least that’s how I see it.

The Lemming Condition, by Alan Arkin, illustrations by Joan Sandin, repurposed into coasters

Sewing paper is not all that tricky. Dedicated needle. Lots of paper lint buildup, but not really all that much more than sewing wool or cashmere. There’s a limit to the thickness that the machine will handle. The biggest difference? Punch a hole in the paper. It’s there for good. But you knew that.

V. Cornette’s Method for Trombone, ©1937, cut, stitched, and ready to be knotted

Littles, in Cashmere

cashmere and linen; 3″ x 1.75″ x 5″

I call them ‘littles’ because of their size, but also because when women see them at a show and pick them up, I’ve heard them say more than once, “What are these?”.

“Littles.” But I don’t really say that. I’ve learned to say, “They’re whatever you want them to be.” I wanted these to hold my phone, but they don’t. Cigarettes? They’ll fit, but I don’t smoke, so…. Cards and money? For sure. Makeup? I don’t wear it. Lip balm and tissues? Now we’re talking.

These suckers are adorable. And soft. And they’re fraternal twins, with only slight differences.

Old Buttons

I’ve been digging into my button jars more often. And this bag was a tough one to match. Until I spotted an old plastic shank button with a white center and clear edge. Such a fantastic design. Adds interest without going gaudy. Yes? Vintage button love.

Now, who wants a bag the color of…..baby poop? Sorry, but that’s the first thing that comes to my mind. And yours, too, right?  Officially, let’s call it mustard olive.

olive/mustard, felted merino, button flap, adjustable strap, Waverly cotton curtains for lining and pocket 

New Bags

One of many new bags as I get ready for this year’s shows! I’ve added leather straps for this year. It’s been fun doing something new, and other than the rivets and the setter tool, everything else was in my husband’s shop, ready for borrowing! 

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