Sometimes you just have to make something. That great piece of flat felt that I made during my playdate on Friday last just became a peony, a blue peony.
Now, I have never actually seen a blue peony in real life, they may very well exist in some mystical garden out there, but I have seen one on my great-grandmother's coverlet.
My great-grandmother's coverlet was sewn from the drapes that had hung in the dining room of my great-great-grandmother's house. These were staunch Appalachian women. Nothing went to waste. Now the coverlet is folded at end of the bed my grandmother gave my great-grandmother....which has pride of place in the front bedroom of my house.
Blue Peonies....may this one make some lucky woman feel as lovely as these women never knew they were.
7 comments:
Oh, Marysusan, that's BEAUTIFUL! And my favorite color. :)
Thanks Sam. I am such a dork that writing my own post made me cry...I must be getting homesick. I guess it is a good thing that I am going south for a visit in less than a month.
Your felted work is just so beautiful, Marysusan. Blue Peonies! Has a nice ring to it. : )
Soft and delicate.
Marysusan, your flower is gorgeous!!!! And I love your entire blog!!! Kind Regards, Carol in England
I love your stacked center beads. Beyooutiful! Nice haircut too. You look dashing.
I love making them....the stacked bead centers just take FOREVER, but that is ok. It is what separates ART from CRAFT in my head sometimes....or at least artful, perhaps. I just sit with the tray of beads, the silk and needles in front of me and go into a zen state and bead and bead and bead.
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