art
Poetry and art go hand in hand; in fact, a poem is just art in the written form.
Scissors and Trims to Suit All My Whims
It started with yarn when I knitted a sweater, at the age of seven I could only get better. I cut paper for hours to make paper flowers but I have to say I gave most away. When becoming a Mom I learned to crochet and I crocheted a sweater in one single day (for a baby). I've cut yards of cloth through five decades of time, there's hundreds of projects that I'd have to rhyme. Clothes, draperies and toys both for girls and for boys, I've sewn up a greenhouse and things small as a mouse. The list would go on that's how many their are, I've even upholstered our old antique car. I've trimmed up my garden and cut my own hair and in every instance my Fiskers were there. So now let's get started, I've a long way to go, to reach six hundred words, lets get on with the show. This little dress seemed to take me forever, lucky for me we had inclement weather. I sewed the embroidery and gave it a press, then laid out the pattern and cut out the dress. A long time ago a family of four, were stressed out and broken but happy before. Three of them moved and one came to my door, a sad angry face is all she ever wore. One day I decided a craft was in order, when it comes to supplies I am kind of a hoarder. I brought out some scissors, picked things from my shelf and she wore a smile in spite of herself. We cut carboard for snow because we all know, that penguins get silly when they can be chilly. We cut felt to make hats and painted them twice, gave them candy cane skates just to skate on the ice. They had gingerbread cookies and Christmas trees too, we sprinkled down snowflakes and then we were through. I created this stocking for one special boy, my only great grandson who fills me with joy. It took me some time to build the design and I am quite proud to say that it's mine. I made towels for grandkids of my cousin Christine, two are just kiddos and one is a tween. I was her fairy godmother, Katrina by name and she found dimes and pennies whenever I came. She was my favorite cousin, t'was easy to share, she would pick up her pillow and coins would be there. The art of Scherenschnitte pronounce if you dare, you draw out a pattern and cut it with care. You sew them together then press them apart, it's a bit complicated but a wonderful art. At Christmas they stand atop lit angel hair, I've had them for years I hope they never tear. This table topper is made out of wool, I cut tiny pieces 'til the oval was full. I tacked them down gently as much as was able, then cut matching fabric to cover the table. Put my stories to print then I sewed up the pages, then trimmed up the threads, hope they hold up for ages. The cute little critters are used in decor, just some more examples of course there are more. The quilt I designed, my grand daughter in mind, she's someone I'm willing to give of my time. Alice in Wonderland that is the theme, it's like a collage or so it would seem. Pen and ink drawings and Johnny Depp too, so many ideas gave me so much to do. So coming from me, I hope you can see, just how very hard just one subject would be. I've cut fabric and cardboard, paper and tin, copper and plastic and wood that was thin. Yarn of all kinds and styrofoam too, very few crafts that I wouldn't do. There's one final photo that I want to share, it's some of my Fiskers I've laid on a stair. Now it's time to close my story in rhyme, the crafts that I do, when I have the time.
By Pamela Voit5 years ago in Poets
