About Me
- BuTTeRfLy BaBy BluE
- The Hippy Farm, N.S.W, Australia
- I've now been living on the Hippy Farm for just over 12months....Ive had my initiation, mice, mozzies, spiders, snakes (only seen one) and flood...I'm now an official country bumpkin and I love it!!
Sunday, November 21, 2010
Oranges and Lemons
Love this Simplicity pattern (8812) so easy with infinite variations, I used up the seersucker cloth that I bought last week. My sewing urge has been itched!! For now anyway lol!!
Thursday, November 18, 2010
big changes
Here are a few pics of my stash its BIG...but its no longer here!
Big changes are happening early next year, I'm moving to the bush, will go into more detail soon, but the stash room is now empty, UGH!!! What was i thinking? I'm lost without it..... Quite a few of my things have already moved to my new home, my machines etc.are still here so the material I bought today was just too tempting to pass up .....
Big changes are happening early next year, I'm moving to the bush, will go into more detail soon, but the stash room is now empty, UGH!!! What was i thinking? I'm lost without it..... Quite a few of my things have already moved to my new home, my machines etc.are still here so the material I bought today was just too tempting to pass up .....
More Fabric
Oppy finds today I couldnt resist all for $7
two doona covers and a sheet, which wont be staying intact for too long, I have things to make!!
green vintage sheet, and a splash of interlock, and a couple of vintage patterns. Three bright vintage seersucker tablecoths and a place mat love them.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
2006-2010
This gifted tee's original tag read 'spring collection 2006' it needed a bit of oomph so i cut off the sleeve and bottom bands, and lettuce stitched them to make it more feminine and bring it into 2010. I may still do the same with the collar. Cost $ 00000 YAY!
My mothers Hands
One of my earliest memories was falling asleep to the whirring sounds of my Mothers black Singer, whipping up new creations for my sister and I.
As we were only 18 months apart ( and sibling rivalry was at its peak!), Mum new to keep the peace, our clothing needed to be as close to identical as possible.
Times weren't always easy for my parents, but Mum always managed to make ends meet. She would never waste a thing and was forever finding new ways to re-cycle fabrics into something wonderful for us girls.
She would analyse every piece of clothing that was no longer useable and remove zips, buttons or lace, anything that could be reused before discarding what was left to be used as rags.
My love for sewing and crafts was established very early in my life.
During the Winter, Mum would sit between us with her knitting, while at the same time be constantly interrupted by my sister and I. Our Barbies needed clothing too! We were attempting to knit. We would hound her with our little voices"Mum, Ive dropped a stitch!..Help!"..."Mum, I can't join the next color! Help!".
Our clumsy little fingers were never as co-ordinated as her graceful, delicate , manicured hands.
At 19., when pregnant with my first son, Mum gave that precious sewing machine, the black Singer, that she used all those years ago. I cherish the memories that it brings back to me from my early childhood days.
Mum inspired me to rcycle, reuse and recreate and with this gift, I will never want for anything.
I sew with joy and passion, it is my meditation, often using some of the patterns from the swinging sixties, similar to the ones she used., and wherever possible the fabrics are pre-loved and recycled.
And when I sew, I see my Mums beautiful hands guiding me. I miss you ...RIP xxx
As we were only 18 months apart ( and sibling rivalry was at its peak!), Mum new to keep the peace, our clothing needed to be as close to identical as possible.
Times weren't always easy for my parents, but Mum always managed to make ends meet. She would never waste a thing and was forever finding new ways to re-cycle fabrics into something wonderful for us girls.
She would analyse every piece of clothing that was no longer useable and remove zips, buttons or lace, anything that could be reused before discarding what was left to be used as rags.
My love for sewing and crafts was established very early in my life.
During the Winter, Mum would sit between us with her knitting, while at the same time be constantly interrupted by my sister and I. Our Barbies needed clothing too! We were attempting to knit. We would hound her with our little voices"Mum, Ive dropped a stitch!..Help!"..."Mum, I can't join the next color! Help!".
Our clumsy little fingers were never as co-ordinated as her graceful, delicate , manicured hands.
At 19., when pregnant with my first son, Mum gave that precious sewing machine, the black Singer, that she used all those years ago. I cherish the memories that it brings back to me from my early childhood days.
Mum inspired me to rcycle, reuse and recreate and with this gift, I will never want for anything.
I sew with joy and passion, it is my meditation, often using some of the patterns from the swinging sixties, similar to the ones she used., and wherever possible the fabrics are pre-loved and recycled.
And when I sew, I see my Mums beautiful hands guiding me. I miss you ...RIP xxx
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