Where am I?

It has been a while since my last post. What have I been doing? Living life, crocheting a little less this year but trying new things. I took a jewelry class to make lanyards to wear to work. Love it! Here is one of my favorites. I'll post a few more when I take some photos.

I took the class at Ami's in Germantown. It was a fun filled Saturday afternoon. Would recommend to anyone.

Last week I took a Polymer Clay class at Memphis College of Art. I took it because in making the lanyards I wanted to try my hand at making my own beads. I don't think this will be my calling, but I so enjoyed the class and hands right in there style of Lisa Tribo, artist extraordinaire. I think I will try some of the larger beads to use on the end of the lanyard.

Placed a new order for Twilley's. They have come out with the 50 gram ball. I always seem to order in the summer when they are doing inventory. I vow to put my order in by February next year so I can receive by September. They have discontinued the 250 large cones. I did place an order for the 1000 gram ?cone?. I don't know how it will come. A lot of my customers make snowflakes out of the white and it is a must have.

Stepping Back in Time

Now that I have my web page finished it is time to get down to the art of Crochet.

A friend at work (yes, I do have another job) was at a garage sale a few weeks back and came across a crochet book that was first published in May 1946. She thought of me and bought it for a mere $2.00. The book is The Complete Book of Crochet by Elizabeth L. Mathieson. Although I was born in 1952, it was like stepping back in time. In her Acknowledgements she references each as Miss or Mrs. You do not see that any more.

The book has the most lovely glove pattern in it and I think I am going to try to make them. Of course I will be making them out of my Goldfingering in red.

These gloves remind me of the white “church” gloves I use to wear as a child, especially on Easter. I do not know why my Mother put gloves on me, except that maybe she thought I would keep them clean. I did for the first hour and then “the gloves were off”. Maybe that is where the term comes from. Well, here I am rambling.

My point is that this old crochet book brought up so many memories of the past when gloves and hats and crochet in general were made out of necessity, not for the love of the craft.