"Just dig in," I repeat to myself as I venture close and sit on the matching, padded card table chair. Before I lose my new-found ambition, I fill a gleaming bobbin with royal blue strand, thread the machine, and push the pedal lightly at first, harder as my confidence grows.
I remember techniques my mom uses to make clean edges, keeping the needle down and turning the fabric mid-stitch. I learn my favorite hand positions, calculate how to make consistent top stitches, and find solace in the whirring as my fear bleeds out and stains the fabric blue.
Action is my best remedy for inaction.
Above: brown baby blanket with blue trim
Left: red blanket with brown trim; 4 burp cloths with green, orange, blue & red trim
Note: I've met lots of baby boys lately!
Great work! I like the blue trim. I was just thinking the other day about how nice it would be to have a sewing machine (and know how to use it). I wish I could come over and sew with you!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Orpah. Your machine is fancy enough to do these nice trim stitches. Looks so nice. Mine is very functional but nothing fancy.
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