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A handmade Christmas, II

some Christmas decorations…
a series of mittens and gloves, of a single width of felt and decorated in various ways.  These made nice and simple little gifts for friends.  The little glittery gold bell was made by a 4 yr old Sam, and he made 4 of these in different colours and shapes.  Cassie made the stuffed stocking

a fairy… a lot of girls of my age would have come across this project, made out of safety pins and beads.  I think it was out of a magazine, or on Better Homes and Gardens, or something like that.  A group of my friends and I all made one together.  Her place is on the top of the Christmas tree, when she has a fairy light stuck up under her skirt (keep it clean now) she actually looks pretty speccy*!                   (* Aussie slang for spectacular)

… beaded snowman and white beaded and embroidered pillow both from kits (by me); the blue sequinned and embroidered stocking by a pre-school Cassie

Using up some leftover wool, one year I made a series of knitted envelopes filled with pot pourri, to give to friends.  The star buttons are made from Fimo clay, painted with acrylic paint and with glitter sprinkled onto the wet paint.  (the gold and green ball was a kindy project by Sam too)

A few years ago I got really enthusiastic and made everyone in our family a glitzy Christmas stocking; big enough to be worn on a real adult foot, believe it or not…  These are all of satin, each front and back double-layered and padded with old ironing board padding (yup, I keep stuff like that, just in case; sad, huh?), and with velvet cuffs, all decorated in an individual way.  They each have a cotton loop to hang them up, even though they never ever actually get hung up since I baulk at having nails hammered into our beautiful jarrah mantlepiece… (that’s an over-my-dead-body sort of a thing)  They usually lie flat around the bottom of the Christmas tree.

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A handmade Christmas

I do admire other people’s Christmas trees, the ones which are all glitzy and sparkly and beautifully colour co-ordinated, sometimes even with a new colour scheme each year, but it is just not for us.  We have a small artificial tree that we use each and every year.  It was bought when we were first married 23 years ago and our collection of decorations has grown and been added to over the years and each one tells a story.  Hardly any of our decorations have been bought cold, as a finished object.  
Some of them are souvenirs that we have bought on overseas holidays, or are gifts from dear friends.  Our most precious decorations are the ones that our children made with their own chubby little fingers, and proudly brought home from kindy, daycare and preschool, and even sometimes as they got older too!  I used to be into beading and embroidery, and so made some decorations too… and some of our decorations are little things I did with the kids as fun little activities, to fill in those long weeks when Craig was working and we were home alone.

According to Aussie tradition, these gumnut babies have to be hung somewhere so they can “see” a gum tree. (embroidered and beaded on cardboard by me)

one year, Cassie and I ceremoniously transformed her Kelly dolls into elves and pixies…   Tim made the sparkly gumnut elf with googly eyes…
Cassie made this beaded gingerbread man…
you can make cool decorations using origami too… one small sheet of paper is all it takes!
the advent calendar… when my children were little this would have 3 lollies tucked into each heart pocket, and it was such a treat to take one out just before bedtime… !   The top heart would have 3 Freddoes; it was a tight squeeze to get them in there but you’ve got to have something a wee bit special for Christmas Eve! 
a clothes peg with toothpick arms and wrapped up in embroidery thread makes a cute Father Christmas… don’t you think?
a pine cone. stuffed randomly with glued-in cellophane and tinsel, makes a pretty good table decoration I reckon.  This is the very first one Tim brought home from kindy, and the beginning of my obsession with non-commercial handmade decorations…
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Little house pillowcase, and old slipcover

I made this pillowcase for my niece when she was born five years ago, and have had it back the last few days for a few minor repairs…
Yes, the patchwork is intentionally wonky.  I am normally very obsessive about exact squares and perfectly matched corners and edges, so this sort of inexact “naive” style was a nice change.  I enjoyed the randomness of it!
The design is my own.  I had the vision in my head of a little pink cottage with a skewiff picket fence in a field of green; but made it up pretty much as I went along, based on a few similar sorts of designs that I’ve seen over the years in homewares magazines and such.  I chose the sharp lime green/hot raspberry pink colour scheme because it was fun and funky; and feminine without being too over-the-top girly.
D’ya wanna hear something funny?  My son asked if it was a Space Invader.  He’s thought it was one for years.  LOL!

The back view… and here it is perched on top of my very first attempt at a slipcover.  Don’t look too closely at the slipcover, because this is years old now.  It has served as a kitten scratch-post more than a few times, and is a bit thin in some places, a bit ripped in other places, has a few permanent stains, and has a few wonky seam-lines.  But I like the less than perfect look of it.  
At least I know no one’s been afraid to sit on it.

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Fabulous stuff made by Mum and Dad…

My Mum and Dad are enormously creative and talented.  They have made heaps and heaps of beautiful things…a visit to their house reveals one lovely work after another.  I took some pictures of just a few during our last visit…
a sofa table made by Dad, using wood he milled himself from a fallen tree on their property

a pile of colourful socks, knitted by Mum

A banksia seed-pod vase, drilled by Dad

A pair of colourful “leftover” socks, knitted by Mum

Candlesticks, made by Dad from materials scavenged from the tip…

A pair of intricately patterned socks, knitted by Mum

I am so lucky to have such amazing parents.  Thank you Mum and Dad for your never-ending inspiration!

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Featuring small versions of Tim and Cassie…

Whizzing back a few years now…
and here are some more of the little outfits I made for my children when they were small.  These were “good” outfits, but of course I used to dress my children in good outfits on a day-to-day basis anyway, reasoning that they wouldn’t fit into them for very long!  So these clothes were worn to parties, to playgroup, to picnics, as well as for playing in the sandpit at home and to the beach; anywhere.  We’re not the sort of family to ever be precious about our clothes.  Oh, OK then… with the exception of that Chanel style coat, I admit it.
These designs were all from TopKids magazines.  I still have all nine of the magazines I bought, although none of the patterns I traced out!  They were such wonderful magazines.. ooer, I’ve probably said that a few, or a dozen, times before, haven’t I?  I’ve got this tendency to rave about them, sorry.  Such a pity they were discontinued.  I’ve never seen such great, trendy, funky, interesting little children’s patterns anywhere else since.

The dress Cassie is wearing has a few rows of smocking on the bodice and a little white Peter Pan collar, on which I hand embroidered a few flowers, stems and leaves mimicking the design in the floral.  Another cute little dress that has gone, goodness knows where…
Tim’s outfit was a little short overall, of a light denim fabric and with patches of a thickish checked cotton.  I was pretty proud of this, and he wore it tonnes of times, until it got holes in the bottom…  That red button sewn on the front is an aeroplane.

The button-up boxy little jacket is of the same light denim fabric, and has contrasting fabric for the pocket flaps and the hoodie part of it.  The contrasting fabric is printed with cheerful hippos setting sail in sailing boats.

The pictures of Cassie alone and of the two of them, were taken on her first birthday.

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Sam’s quilt

An ongoing part of this blog is the documentation of stuff I have handmade in the past, including the small collection of quilts I have made for my family.  I have shown here before Tim’s quilt and Cassie quilt, now here is Sam’s quilt.
Like the others his quilt still lives permanently on his bed, but unlike the others has never had to be repaired and, apart from some fading of the colours, is in very good nick.  This is probably due to three reasons; firstly probably because it is the newest of the three, but also possibly because Sam is not the sort of boy who played on his quilt like the other two did.  He liked to hang out with his older brother and sister so would go and play on their beds instead!  And lastly, because I had finally learned about finishing a quilt in the traditional way this one is actually finished off “properly”, if there is such a thing!
The design is a simple arrangement of squares of fabric that I chose because I liked them, and I thought the soft antique-y shades of yellow, red and blue suited Sam’s sunny but shy personality.  The squares are enclosed and showcased in a grid of pale yellow strips.  The quilt is bound in the traditional method with self-made bias binding.  Each of the squares is bordered by hand-quilting.  I embroidered my name in the bottom corner and the year in which I made it.
Every now and again I read on the internet about the “slow-sewing” movement; a trend that is about taking the time to appreciate the sewing process and work meticulously and carefully on getting a perfectly handcrafted result…  Of course, nearly always such references are about a garment of some sort; a project that would take a few months at the most, whereas to the quilting fraternity (sorority) that time-frame is hilarious!  
A handmade quilt is the very definition of slow sewing.  Making someone a quilt is a labour of love, not a project to be taken by someone after a quick-fix result.   Each of the quilts I have made has taken me a year to complete; no exaggeration.  I have usually machine pieced the top so this can be put together in a few days, but the hand-quilting process takes at least a year.  Anybody who has made a quilt will attest to this highly labour intensive hand-made craft, so I always have enormous respect for people who quilt.  I don’t think I personally have the patience for another quilt (although I have at least one more, I think, to show here.) so I am pretty proud of these that I have made!

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Cathedral window cushion

This is a cushion cover I made for my mother a few years ago. Actually more than a few. I think it was for a mother’s day … oh btw, Happy Mother’s Day for last Sunday to all you yummy mummies out there! I’m sorry I didn’t manage to blog this cushion cover for that day as I intended, but I’ve been having a few problems with Blogger… (grrr)

When my Granny had to move to a home, and after we had finished cleaning out my grandparents’ house we had a big pile of things to find new homes for; many really beautiful things that found instant homes in the children’s and grandchildren’s homes, some things for charity, and some things that were too personal and beautiful to toss out, but really had no useful purpose for anyone…. one of those items was a beautiful paisley silk tie once belonging to my grandfather. Mum gave it to me, saying something like “here, you could use this lovely fabric for something or other if you like”.
Obviously I wasn’t going to toss it out but equally obviously you can’t just drape a tie over your couch as an ornament. But I still felt like it was important and needed to live on somehow. Bit of background applies here; my grandfather used to own and run a highly respected menswear store in London,  and later here in Perth, so he always wore the most beautifully tailored suits and shirts. So to me this wasn’t just an old tie really, but much more; a symbol of intrinsically who my grandfather was, a representation of his life and his trade.
Now, a tie has only a very small amount of fabric in it. Not enough for anything much. I thought about what to do with it quite a lot, before deciding to be brave enough to cut it up…
And I made a cushion cover for Mum to have, so she could still have the fabric there to look at as a little memento of Grandpa about the house. I took this picture of it in Mum and Dad’s house the last time I was there.
So this is a patchwork design known as Cathedral Window; used to showcase small pieces of really beautiful fabric like this. The backing fabric is calico. The design is interesting, because you end up needing like three or four metres of calico for one little cushion cover, and just mere scraps for the “showcased” fabric. You cut huge squares of the calico and fold them in an intricate origami style design, down into much smaller squares in which is sewn the little pieces of beautiful fabric.  I remember having to be quite clever to cut the tie strategically to get sufficiently large squares for the cushion.  It measures 50x50cm, and has a cream coloured dress zip on the back for a cushion insert.  The top is completely hand-sewn.

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An early project…

Once I mentioned here one of the earliest things I made that I still have, a pincushion.  And I thought maybe it deserved a post of its own as it is so funny to me to look at it now!
I made this when I was about seven, a gift for my grandmother.  Each wonky stitch is lovingly and painstakingly hand done by me; two fabric squares joined together with overstitches of different shades and thicknesses of green thread.  The word “PINS” is done in double running stitch, alternating the dashes in pink and green thread.
It is stuffed with a rather scant amount of something that has gone a bit lumpy, probably cotton wool or something like, knowing me and my “make-do” crafting ethic.
When my grandmother passed away I inherited her sewing basket along with everything in it, and I rediscovered this little thing that she had obviously kept and used for the twenty or so years that she had had it.  Granny used it for needles not pins, so I do too now.  The fact that she lovingly preserved and treasured it has imbued it with an extra specially important significance to me. 
What’s the earliest thing you remember making, and do you still have it?

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