My grandmother (mom’s mom) was an amazing knitter. Her creations (going back to my baptismal outfit...I am 51 btw) were the most beautiful things EVER.
Finest quality and perfect in appearance and fit.
If they sold her sweaters I stores....fisherman’s knit and other smal/fine yarn styles....in stores they would be worth upwards of a thousand dollars these days.
Nothing compared to them....except for,
My mother’s quilts.
Her precision and attention to detail (ironing each piece of fabric before she measured and cut into the sections that she sewed into the pattern squares) was unbelievable.
Any work she created could be framed if they were not so comfortable to use on your bed.
Just amazing.
I think I got my creativity from them and ai am really getting immersed iny photography as I get closer to retiring from my day job.
I am doing a “fall” themed photoshoot with a model soon. If I figure out how to post some photos for free online I will do so.
In the meantime you can see some of my stuff on my Instagram if you shoot me a message....happy to share accounts with those who want to check them out.
That was wonderful!
I have a few precious handmade items from both of my Grandmas, too.
My Mom sewed all of our clothes when I was growing up, but she always let us have a say in the patterns and colors, and of course, she taught us to sew and we made things for the fair through 4-H, etc. I remember the Smock Top craze, and of course making your bell-bottom jeans even WIDER with fabric added at the bottom seams, and as teens we embroidered all over our jeans.
But, I’ve never gotten as good as Mom. I can sew simple things and I’m good at straight lines, LOL! It’s truly a lost art.