New Project...the poem

Travel
by Robert Lewis Stevenson

Partial poem in red DMC 3 strand
on an antique linen tea towel

Now for the illustrations

done with the jacket

The finished jacket:

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As finished as finished can be

the back

 It's as finished as finished will be for now.  I need to move on to other projects...I'm starting on some very old heavy linen and doing a poem with illustration.  And illustration is never my strong suit but I just have a bug up my butt about embroidery right now.  I also found a stash of antique brass sequins that used to be on one of my dance costumes.  Glad I didn't get rid of those in my purging.  I love metal shiny things, I guess that's why.  I am also working on using the silk chiffon burn-out piece I bought from Rebecca years ago when I thought maybe Lise would want it for her wedding dress.  It will start to yellow with age, and I will never make anything from it that I will wear, so I am combining it with a lovely little Edwardian bodice I got a while back from Etsy or Ebay or somewhere...cheap.  I will post photos.  And I completed two pair of earrings that I am quite proud of.  A stretch for me.

Sterling silver Turkoman beads with sterling quality
Afghani drops.  The one on the left has a tiny
turquoise and carnelian bead.  Sterling round
spacer beads as accents.

Sterling silver Lao butterfly buttons
with sterling content Afghani
drops.

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Return to Embroidery

Now that the hectic holiday season is over I am back at my embroidery. I have a new chair, which helps, and I'm doing some of my work in the daytime, which is HUGE! Better light, better back, better inspiration and less fatigue. The purple tunic is getting full. I have to remember not to try to do projects on it in very dark colors. They just don't show up. I found some antique linen tea towels, old, heavy linen, and I'm going to do a series of hangings on these. I want to do one for the RL Stevenson poem, Travel. After all, it is what set my mind to travel as a child, hearing my grandmother and then my mother, reciting the poems from A Child's Garden of Verses. So that is my new goal. In the meantime, I have much to do before I go back to SE Asia. I have a mission at Samphan Lane to find some embroidery thread, perhaps silk or rayon, and different buttons, perhaps some nice trims. Who knows what I will find in the rat's nest of alleys and packed lanes? It's taken me two years to think up a valid reason to return there. Now if I can only find it.