Art for your sofa – or your lounge or bed or wherever you want, really! That’s how I like to think of these Patchy Wool Cushions I’ve been making.
It’s been a few years now since I first started playing with wool scraps; chopping them up into smaller pieces and sewing them back together to create what I now call my Patchy Wool Cushions.
They are definitely a labour of love with all the cutting, piecing and stitching; but there is something about the colours and patterns in vintage/old wool blankets that speak to me and I love seeing them come together to create a new and unique piece.
Every single Patchy Wool Cushion I make is one of a kind, which is partly because they’re made with up-cycled, vintage wool blankets that I doubt I’d ever be able to find again, and partly because I could never want to make an identical pair. The thought is not at all appealing to me, firstly because I have a very short attention span, but also because I really like the fact that they all have their own little personality, kinda like humans. Some of us are bright and all over the place, like the rainbow styles below…
And some of us are a bit more relaxed and quiet, still colourful, but just a little less in your face, like these ones…
Bright and happy, soft and quiet; I love them all, and they all have their place. Tash from @thecolourtribe on Instagram has styled her rainbow Patchy Wool Cushion perfectly in her amazing retro house. It fits in perfectly and I love that it is being loved by someone other than me!
I like to think of these as ‘art for your sofa’ because I do spend a lot of time considering the colours and patterns I use in each cushion, as well as the placement and size of each wool piece to see how it interacts with the pieces around it. It’s a bit like a puzzle – but an enjoyable one, not like a 5000 piece jigsaw puzzle that people appear to like torturing themselves with 😉
To celebrate the arrival of AFTERPAY in my webshop, I’m offering 15% off (no coupon required!) all ready-to-ship physical product! Which INCLUDES my Patchy Wool Cushions! Click over and take a look!
Ok, I gotta be honest. I’ve been trying to think how I could spin this post about Lauren Wright’s debut book, Pretty Handmades, to make myself look good, or at the very least, save a bit of face, but there are some moments when you just gotta stand and face the music.
I mean, I could complain about how my brain isn’t functioning at full capacity of late, and blame newborn sleep patterns. Or I could whinge about how newborns (this one, in particular) and children in general are a time blackhole, sucking in every second of the day so that you’re left, quite often, wondering how on earth it’s 9pm already and you’ve only just finished tidying the kitchen. Or I could whine about how the simplest sewing activities take me ten times as long as they take the average Jo, because I have to get up about ten million times to feed/water the children…………………………………
Yeah, I could try to shift the blame as much as I want, but that doesn’t change the cold, hard, irrefutable fact.
And that fact is… I’m a terrible hand-stitcher. (more…)
Want to put your vintage finds to good use? Mix up a batch of your favourite cookies and give them away!
I recently gifted these vintage platters and tea cup set with some homemade Greek shortbread (Kourambiethes) to my lovely midwives. I wrapped them up in brown paper and string and added a little hand written note for a final touch.
Now I will feel completely justified in buying more vintage goodies 😉 (more…)
I mentioned secret sewing in my last post, which currently remains secret sewing, however every day gets me a little bit closer to be able to share it with you (it’s killing me!), but scarily, also closer to my deadlines. (Eeek!) But in between this secret sewing I’ve been doing I’ve also managed to squeeze in a bit of other stuff, including this scrappy modern vintage sampler quilt.
I’ve come to the conclusion that hanging on to fabric is a fairly futile endeavour. Mostly because it means that I don’t have any space to put new stuff, which means I can’t buy new stuff. And therefore, I’ve decided that it is a much wiser approach to use what I have so that I can justify future purchases. Because we all know they are going to happen. (more…)
Let me tell you a sordid tale of forgetfulness and morning sickness and lack of sleep.
I’ve been holding a mouse hostage.
I feel terrible for her, poor little Mousey Maileg. And for her owners. It was an accident, I promise! She came with some friends for an overnight visit. And she stayed. And stayed. And stayed. Oops.
It started out as, “Sure, I can post her back to you!”
Then it became, “Now, I have to remember to go to the post office…”
And progressed to, “Shivers! I HAVE to post that mouse!”
But I’ve put an end to it. I’m posting her today. And I made the mouse a house. So her owners know I looked after her the whoooooooooooooooole time she was with me.
Mousey’s told me she likes it, so that’s a relief. I mean, it was the least I could do after putting her through such a harrowing ordeal. And it was a pretty cute and enjoyable last minute project to do!
I made two little mattresses for extra padding for the long trip home and to ensure Mousey gets a good night’s sleep, a patchwork duvet backed in cotton chenille, and a pillow for Mousey to rest her sleepy head on.
I used some of the last scraps of one of my favourite vintage cross-stitched table cloths. It will be sad when it’s all gone, but only the best for Mousey Maileg.
And I love the modern vintage feel it has with the modern Heather Ross Briar Rose prints mixed with the vintage orange and white check and the cross-stitch. It’s me all over.
I gave Mousey a room with a view too. It’s a lovely sunny day, just a few clouds in the sky, enough to keep the heat down. And Mousey’s a green thumb, by the way. That gerbera flowers all year round!
And she can draw her curtains at night when it’s time for sleeping. Or when she gets tired of that happy sun shining into her room all the time.
I’d love to be a fly on the wall when Mousey’s owners open the box. Hopefully they’ll be as delighted as Mousey.