Welcome to My Red Cape. Long ago in another time my husband Jack and I lived in a little old red house. It was the stuff of dreams to us for the few years that we were there. I live there still a number of hours every day in imagination, with old dolls and paintings and fabrics and feather trees. I draw inspiration and happiness from the memories of that space in time and share some of it here with friends who remember how to step with Alice through the looking glass and take delight in whimsies and antiquities. ~Edyth O’Neill

Thursday, March 19, 2020

For the Love of Crewel Embroidery

Once I had a great stash of Paternayan crewel yarn and could turn out wonderful pieces with the patterns of Erica Wilson and her classic book. I went on to design some of my own and loved the craft.  My hands were 40 years old then , not as they are at present.   A friend with a magnificent 36 inch wooden doll recently made the doll  a beautiful skirt of crewel and I admired it.  Here is the doll with a length just pinned around her.

 My friend gifted me with yardage of this stunning fabric to make my own doll a skirt,  and then some! What a joy to open that package!

I think I should make a skirt for myself!

I surely have the jewelry for it.  This color is really my signature red.

 The 5 strands of blood  coral are old, a gift from my sweetheart husband. The bracelet and rings I have had from 1968 and the squash is something I bought just last year.    The linen shirt is good with it all.   I am not sure when I will be stepping out of my house again to wear it. What a time this is. 

But it is an entertaining thought. I wear very long skirts, but am now a short person, at  5 ft tall, when I was 5 '5" . I think there is enough for the doll and me too!   Enjoying just looking at it.
   What a treasure from a generous friend.
Art in its many forms can bring light to a gloomy time!  e

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