Tag: stitchings (Page 28 of 36)

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

I’ve been in the air all day,
flying from Portland
to Atlanta,
and will squeak this one in
just before turning into a
pumpkin.

Oh, and thanks to my son Kipp,
I think the comment debacle has been
remedied.
I sure hope so anyway
cause I’d sure love to hear
your response to these,
what you see,
what you feel,
what you might suggest.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

stitched during sessions of wds 2012.

i’m noticing that when i tear the paper away, some of the thread doesn’t lay flat against the cloth. wondering if i need to stitch them again over the existing stitching or add a layer of cloth or what.

right now, i’m just using one layer of broadcloth because i like the quasi-transparency, but if the stitching won’t lay flat, seems i need to do something. will get home tomorrow and iron them, see if that makes a difference.

this is one of those projects that i didn’t want to think too much about before starting because i’m prone to thinking myself into paralysis. i’ll figure something out.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

stitched this one today during
sessions at the
world domination summit
in portland, oregon.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

stitched while sitting
on a bench
in portland.

p.s. i received an email last night from a new friend,
a woman who is a kickass writer,
telling me that there’s a problem with my comment system.
a problem leaving comments, specifically.
the good news is that i am with my son who an help me sort this out.
the bad news is that it might be sunday night before we have time.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

stitched this one
while flying across
the country.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

Happy Fourth of July!

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

nancy has had some health issues
this past year,
some of it age-related,
some of it pharmaceuticals-related,
some of it of unidentified origin,
which is not unusual
with a woman who can’t tell you
where it hurts
or even that she just doesn’t feel good.

here she is writing her name: n-a-n-c-y.
although it looks more like n-a-n
then n-
then indecipherable squiggles.

this one moves me
because in her signature,
i see a reflection,
a mirror image, really,
of what is happening in her life:
a disintegration of
the nancy she was
into a woman
who isn’t sure of
who she is
any more.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.

I may wind up doing this one over. I’m stitching through a foundation paper. I scanned each drawing then printed each out onto a sheet of this paper that was then pinned to the fabric panel. I stitch right through the paper then tear the paper away when i’m finished. I didn’t pull the thread tight enough on this one, was treating it too gingerly I guess. but still, I’ve started.

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She draws, I stitch.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
Go here to start at the beginning and read your way current.