Earlier this month, in a post titled "I've Done It Again" I talked about how I'd joined a pincushion swap, then I went on to talk about my pincushion "plan".
Of course everything changed once I started working--right down to going from papermache to fabric--and the finished pincushion looks nothing like my initial idea, but that's ok because I like it, but most important, my swap partner likes it. In fact, I liked the first pincushion so much that I made a second one for myself. Both pincushions started life as pockets from a chambray shirt, and just sort of grew from there.
Of course everything changed once I started working--right down to going from papermache to fabric--and the finished pincushion looks nothing like my initial idea, but that's ok because I like it, but most important, my swap partner likes it. In fact, I liked the first pincushion so much that I made a second one for myself. Both pincushions started life as pockets from a chambray shirt, and just sort of grew from there.
I sent the boy pincushion off to live with my swap partner, and I kept the girl here with me. I copied the photos from an old class picture that belonged to my husband's father, probably in the early 1930s. I wish I knew the students' names and what their lives are/were like; I'll just have to imagine I guess.
I had a great time making these pincushions--especially the free-form embroidery--so I think I'll make a few more, maybe put them in my empty little etsy shop, and find out if anyone else likes them too.
