My sister-in-law and mother-in-law recently celebrated their birthdays
and a curious little idea had been brewing inside my head for their
birthday presents some months before. It stemmed from the evolution
of Emily's recent drawings which had me both astonished and slightly
melancholic that she was all growing up. Add to that my insensible
need to freeze bits of the present and this project was conceived.
I like to think of it as one of those odd things that happens when
motherhood and a sewing machine violently collide. It began with
a little help from my sister-in-law, who got her children
to do some self-portraits
and these fabrics to which I alluded in an earlier post
using this excellent tutorial for the buckets themselves.
It was a lot of fun to turn line art into embroidery -
I used the sewing machine, of course, since I don't have
the patience for hand embroidery right now.
I got Emily to draw portraits of herself, Jenna and Kate
for a similar present for my mother-in-law.
In her drawings, each sister has an accompanying doll below her
which, for sheer laziness, I omitted from the actual stitching.
And the best part was how thrilled Emily was to have had
such a big part in this - her rendering of herself and her sisters
that crazy mom went and sewed onto cloth. I hope I am this
sentimental when Jenna hones her marker skills to the point
of recognizable creatures. And little Kate - what will be
her choice medium?
Hm. Time will tell but I am in no hurry to find out -
let the children stay young for just a little longer.
Speaking of young, here is an ancient and rather different sort
of fabric bucket that I made almost 20 years ago before I even knew
what they were called. It was made with my then-favorite material
- 600 denier black waterproof nylon. I used it in everything
except garments. Ah, those were the days before bibs, and
when my fabric shopping took me beyond cotton and flannel.
I remember wanting this bucket to be a sort of shape-shifter
and having grand plans for it as a hand tote, defensive weapon
against muggers, haberdashery storage etc. It's faded and ratty
now and in its twilight years has been home to the kids'
Mr Potato Head parts. Today while getting ready to do this post,
I saw it sitting in the living room with its plastic innards all around
it where the kids had dumped them out. Said to myself,
"Hey - prototype fabric bucket! Made without (the currently
very "in") fusible interfacing, besides!"
So here it is in all its configurations- enjoy.