Lace wordles
Do go to my arachne page and scroll down to see the wordles inspired by recent conversations on arachne. Feel free to download any of them and use them for whatever you fancy.
Welcome to my lace home
In conversation it came up that my lace pillow is really a reflection of my life in making lace.
I started making lace in 1990 which, with this being 2011 means I've just I've been doing this for over 20 years. Every bobbin tells a place or a gift, every bead tells a story.
There are the beads that I bought each month when I started. Because I worked in Kilburn I would take the Jubilee line into Covent Garden and go to the bead shop in Neal Street or down to the wholesalers just off Regent Street (I alway remember where that one was because you turned up the road by the Godavi chocolate shop which was irresitable on some occasions).
Just looking at the bobbins in the picture here I see some continental bobbins from our visit to Bruges for my 41st birthday, a heraldic dog from Sallie Reason and a pair of paua shell inlaid bobbins on lemon wood which my mother bought me for my birthday the year I started making lace.
There are a pair of painted bobbins commemorating Christmas and the National Christmas Lace Fair in 2002 which have semi precious stones in the spangle where the green marking in them are from long crystalised ferns which you can still see.
Glass beads from Japan or Italy. Semi precious stones from South America, Australia, The Far East and some even from the UK.
There is the bobbin that cost a couple of pounds but I just liked the look of, which has a bead in the spangle that cost over £10 just because I liked the bead. The two bobbins whose wood is from Tasmania that I won in a raffle ... So my Australian husband bought me two silver charms to remember him by; a Kookaburra and a bilby (think very pointy nosed and pointy earred rabbit - go on, look it up on the web, they are cute).
This is a map of my life.
I started making lace in 1990 which, with this being 2011 means I've just I've been doing this for over 20 years. Every bobbin tells a place or a gift, every bead tells a story.
There are the beads that I bought each month when I started. Because I worked in Kilburn I would take the Jubilee line into Covent Garden and go to the bead shop in Neal Street or down to the wholesalers just off Regent Street (I alway remember where that one was because you turned up the road by the Godavi chocolate shop which was irresitable on some occasions).
Just looking at the bobbins in the picture here I see some continental bobbins from our visit to Bruges for my 41st birthday, a heraldic dog from Sallie Reason and a pair of paua shell inlaid bobbins on lemon wood which my mother bought me for my birthday the year I started making lace.
There are a pair of painted bobbins commemorating Christmas and the National Christmas Lace Fair in 2002 which have semi precious stones in the spangle where the green marking in them are from long crystalised ferns which you can still see.
Glass beads from Japan or Italy. Semi precious stones from South America, Australia, The Far East and some even from the UK.
There is the bobbin that cost a couple of pounds but I just liked the look of, which has a bead in the spangle that cost over £10 just because I liked the bead. The two bobbins whose wood is from Tasmania that I won in a raffle ... So my Australian husband bought me two silver charms to remember him by; a Kookaburra and a bilby (think very pointy nosed and pointy earred rabbit - go on, look it up on the web, they are cute).
This is a map of my life.
