Sometimes when I design I see my grandmothers hands....
My Grandmother: Elizabeth
I sat at my grandmothers knee from the time I can remember till I was a
teenager.
She was the Martha Stewart of her day...My Grandmother could do anything, (or so I thought) :-)
she crafted, made all her cloths, quilts, pillows, she gardened and grew her own
food.
She could cook and bake like her mother taught her to do from the old
country... my grandmother was such an amazing lady.
She would tell me stories as I sat there in the middle of the floor looking
up at her in wonderment, running my fingers through her round tin of sequins and
hoping that some day I could create and make things just like her.
She told me how her mother taught her to sew, embroider, iron, cook and
clean at 5 years old... her mother had her embroider men's handkerchiefs so that
they could sell them.
She said that she would practice over and over again to get it just right,
stitch it and rip it out again, she said...It was a time of excellence,
perfection and taking pride in their crafts... her mother taught her and she
taught me ....I was a lucky little girl to have her as my grandmother.
She had a Yummy old cookie tin filled with vintage buttons, I can remember
sitting and looking at each and every one asking where did this one come
from...nothing was ever thrown away it was re-created into something new.
Now today I am teaching my daughters what she taught me... but this is a
gift I have made for my daughter's wedding... a book of memories, hopes and
dream, things of past and future... here is her Wedding Guest Book made from the
Heart.
Thank you, Grandma... for sharing all your gifts with so many generations.
My book is 81/2 X 11
My book is 81/2 X 11
Both of my Grandparents from both my Mothers & Fathers sides...
I know this picture is upside down...No matter how hard I try it won't flip...See this is why I color for a living :-)
