The Next Generation
Tuesday, July 31st, 2007I can think of at least five people reading this blog who won’t mind if I brag about my children — again! So here goes.
This is Katja’s first fiber postcard:

After we had built a small scale engine (from a kit — thanks SIL Betsy) for Zavi this morning, Katja was trying to decide what she wanted to do. We tried a “scratch drawing” but didn’t have the right paints (acrylics don’t scratch away well to show the crayon colors below). Since I was decompressing (from the endless lice battle) by doing some embroidery on my pile of fabric postcards, she decided she wanted to sew too. She told me that she knew how to sew by hand and therefore didn’t need my help. I think she sensed that I wasn’t in the mood to supervise machine sewing just then and besides, both kids had made tote bags for their teachers last week. She even offered to draw me a picture of what she wanted to sew. She drew a rectangle, then divided it into many sections and drew a triangle in each section. She announced that it would be a postcard. I normally work on my postcards after the kids go to bed since they are nice in-front-of-the-TV handwork, so I don’t even recollect a conversation about fiber art postcards, but she knew exactly what they were and what she wanted to make. (Let this be a lesson to parents who think that things are “over the kids’ heads” or that the kids are not paying attention — they are soaking EVERYTHING up!)
I suggested that all those little triangles might be easier to fuse on instead of sew and tried to point Katja in the direction of some pre-fused fabrics. She stated that she’d just use one big square and triangle and make it into a house (again, influenced by what I’m working on). She disappeared upstairs and after a few minutes of rummaging and bustling and rustling, she came back to the table with a background, house, roof and door all cut out and ready to sew. I handed her a needle and asked what color she wanted from my floss. I threaded a few needles for her, but she did the rest. After the house was appliquéd and the bead doorknob attached, we went upstairs to fuse her creation to some Timtex. She then chose the thread for the satin stitch edge and I supervised the minimal machine sewing.
Ta da! MIL, this will be on it’s way to you soon. Mom and Opa, if this trend keeps up, I’ll suggest she send one or two your ways.
















