Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Past Life

I could not think of a name for this painting.  For years I sewed every day, making all our clothes as well as sewing for the public.  One day, I stopped. The thought of sewing is not anything I enjoy thinking about.  I found these old wooden spools that I still had and thought they might make a good set up.  The cloth under them is from a wedding gift...50 years ago. It is colorful cut-work that was on pillowcases.  Cut work is very time consuming and hard.  It takes hours and hours to hand stitch the designs.  This is 6x6 oil on gessobord.

1 comment:

Linda Rupard said...

Memories of my grandmother. Nice