Showing posts with label Women's Work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Women's Work. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Scribble Picnic. . . . . . . . .Tablecloth


Michael's really got me hooked with these new year themes for SCRIBBLE PICNIC.
Today's offering of TABLECLOTH has brought back special childhood memories 
yet again.
Hope you check all the stories our group posts today.


Antique, French, hand stitched, rustic linen tablecloth.
My dining room photo edited to a sketch ~ water color pencils ~ and 
several versions because I love them all! 

I created this post on a snow day last week - had extra time and was
 suffering from 'cabin fever' by the third day!


Growing up in England after WWII there was a shortage of money for
 decorative refinements around our home, however I do recall we always had
 a table covering for mealtimes. 

My mother - a very 'house-proud' lady - and wonderful
 dressmaker/tailor, also did exquisite embroidery and cutwork on linen, so I'm
 sure we had her handiwork under our bowls of porridge for breakfast, and 
fish 'n chips with mushy peas, or baked beans on toast for supper! 
 Don't forget, food rationing continued for several years after the war ended, and
many foods were unavailable.
For the 'working class' (and aren't we all familiar with the British class system
 of the past, think Downton Abbey, Mr. Selfridge etc.), housing and jobs for men and 
women (my parents were both in the Royal Air Force) returning from war were 
hard to find, paychecks were small. 

There was a huge housing shortage following the war. 
Fortunately we were put on the list for a 'prefab' home on a new estate
 consisting of modular houses for those returning military men and women, 
their families, and people who had lost their homes
 due to bombing. We moved there around 1946 staying until 1951.
 That new little house with it's garden was like a palace to us. I can still recall
 so many of the details. . . . . including the kitchen table always with a pretty cloth.
If only I had photos from that time - guess a camera wasn't in my parents' budget!



Tablecloths have always been household items I enjoy - even ironing
 them is a quiet pleasure!
I have this rustic French linen cloth purchased at an antique shop when visiting
 my brother in Carcassonne; a blue check Indian Khadi cloth from Kerala
 which I watched being woven in Cochin and use in Summer in the gazebo; 
an olive printed Italian cloth from my Tuscany visit; assorted formal damask
 cloths for big holiday meals; and of course my late mother's beautiful
 hand sewn versions.

Hope you'll check all the stories our art group posts
HERE at the Scribble Picnic today - come join in, we'd love 
to have you.

Friday, August 25, 2017

More Women of the World. . . . . . .




More lovely women from England, North Carolina, Canada,
 California, Australia, Kenya, Hungary, Morocco, India, Thailand.

Family, friends. . . . . . . acquaintances made just briefly along
 the way when privileged to visit their corner of the world.

All very special.

Thursday, August 24, 2017

Women of the World. . . . . . . . . .

Africa, India, Vietnam, Thailand, Japan, Russia. . . . . no matter where.
All the women I've met around the world were amazing.
More to come soon.