“…a giant collage…”

Dresser1 - Lilibet Stanley

“Mum was using the dresser… as a giant collage for illustrating family life…”¬†Emma Bridgewater, Country Living (British Edition), June 2014.

I love this quote and when I reflected on my dresser at home, it is just like “a giant collage”, it depicts my past, my present with all the papers that come into a household everyday and also my dreams for the future.

The pine dresser was an ebay find, I love all the markings from the use it has had over the years and now it is in the centre of all the goings on in my family. I finally have a place to put all my bits and pieces I have collected over the years.

Emma Bridgewater Mug

My Emma Bridgewater Union Jack mug is in pride of place.

scales

The rusty old aqua scales given to me by my hubby’s nanna look like they belong. They were going to be thrown out but I saw the beauty, my in-laws are still a bit baffled though.

Teapot - Lilibet Stanley

I would love to own a TG Green Cornishware teapot so its in my embroidery as a reminder that one day when I am back in beautiful Cornwall to make a purchase.

Sponge cake - Lilibet Stanley

¬†There is nothing I like better than having a cuppa tea and a slice of Victoria Sponge cake using my Mum’s well tried and tested recipe, whilst thinking of the next new sewing project.

My embroidery is an applique using a mix of hand embroidery techniques such as french knots, buttonhole stitch, satin stitch, chain stitch and running stitch.

Well, take care until next time!!

“Let’s start at the very beginning…”

Notebook with tea3 - Lilibet Stanley

 

I love new notebooks and sketchbooks, they are full of ideas to come and are perfect but I find it hard to start because then it might not be quite so perfect any more. Once I stop procrastinating, my sketchbook becomes my old faithful friend and I try to take it everywhere with me, as you never know where an idea may strike. I am finding the same is happening to the idea of writing a blog. I have the wise words of my good Yorkshire uni friend ringing in my ears, “Get your s’en off”, to you and me that means “Get going!!” So here goes….