I started experimenting with embroidered wall art a few months ago by making simple ones with mason jars on them as a little extra to go with my canned good gift baskets. After posting a picture on Instagram, I started getting requests for custom pieces like the one in one of my previous posts, Mission: Commission.
I have some hanging in my craft area at my apartment. Of course, I have one of my mason jar ones. I also am happy to feature a few others as well in this post, although I will certainly have more at the Bluebonnet Bazaar this coming December 13th. This is just a little teaser to get you through until the big day!
A year ago, a couple girlfriends and I took an embroidery class at a small sewing shop, appropriately named Stitch Lab. Embroidering was something I always wanted to pick up, but the thought of needle and thread, or any needlework craft, seemed very intimidating. My Grandmother is incredible with a needle and thread. She could sew anything. Her embroidery and cross stitch work, all done by hand, looked as perfect as if it were done by a machine. I felt like I had a lot to live up to. I realize when you are learning something new you have to be very kind to yourself. Even thoughI know this, when I get in front of people, I immediately feel as if I have to get it right, and perfect, on the first try. I will say, it was a humbling experience. French knots and the stem stitch were the only things standing in my way from my first timer perfection.
Immediately after taking the class, I became an embroidery fool. Sitting and impatiently waiting at the Doctor’s office, I would bust out my needle and hoop. Every time I send off a gift basket of jams & jellies, I would throw in a towel. It is therapeutic and relaxing. It forces me to slow down in a wold that is constantly go, Go, GO! The best thing I have gotten out of embroidery is the bond that has been created between my Grandmother and I. Whenever I start a new towel, napkin, bag, etc. I always think of my Grandmother. Would this be something she would want in her kitchen? On her table? I have been completely in love with embroidering flour sack towels with herbs or produce. I have gotten the Nettie Stamp of Approval. Now, I’m not quite to her level of mastery, but I think I’m on my way!
