My Stitched Narrative

Getting started was a bit difficult. Finding a story I wanted to embroider was also tricky.

I thought I wanted to stitch the one camisole I had brought to the workshop, and at the beginning I was quite stubborn in trying to keep the camisole intact. By the middle of the week, I just cut the whole thing up, and fortunately didn't feel an ounce of regret. The back part of the camisole is what you see.

This is the story of my grandfather (symbolically of course),  and how very important he was to me. The birds, "la garza," poem and handkerchief in the back are all because of him. I didn't discuss this with the group at all, as any talk involving my grandfather involves a tear or two, and I really didn't feel like crying.

The poem I stitched was found through serendipity, which is how I like to find most things. Thank you Mary for the poem.

The poem "I thank you God for most this amazing" is by E.E Cummings. I loved this poem, (I love poetry a lot), and this one spoke to me that day, which is what I love most about poetry, it finds you, and it speaks to you at the right moment.

I also tried to stitch it in the form of a letter, as if it was coming out from the inside of that little envelope.

And I do thank God for everything in my life, I've always have, so this poem seemed like a perfect fit.

And my 3 guys that are always in my heart.

So this is what I did when I was actually doing something. I also talked a lot, got distracted by this or that, went to the pool a couple of times, and learned a stitch or two (but those are somewhere else).

It is much easier to show someone else's work, admire it and compliment it. When it comes to our own work, all of sudden our judging wand goes bonkers. Why, oh why, are we so tough on ourselves??

I hope you have a wonderful day.
Giova.