Remember those hand embroidered curtains I’ve been harping on lately? Guess what?
If you said to yourself, “She changed her mind,” you are, in short, correct. I have changed my mind. Let me show you why.
After progressing pretty far up the first embroidered line, it suddenly struck me that I should probably hang the curtains in front of a sunny window to test out this whole concept of embroidery on sheer curtains. The room in which they will hang gets a goodly bit of sun most of the day in one window or another, from morning until late afternoon.
Embroidering on sheer curtains that will be back-lighted by the sun most of the time is not quite the thing, methinks. The embroidery stands out, but not in a desirable way. It looks dark – and every warble and wobble in the stitching, every stray peeking thread end stands out in an obnoxiously noticeable manner.
I suppose I should have realized this sooner, but the whole question of whether or not I really should embroider the curtains never occured to me until I hung one set of the (un-embroidered) curtains in the room. They are white and crisp and airy, hanging over wide white slatted blinds, in a periwinkle room with white trim. Very cool and breezy looking! I love them! And while I was looking at them and admiring the overall effect, I tried to picture them embroidered. And suddenly, the whole question of backlighting jumped into my head. So I took the sheer I was working on, stuck it on a window, and said….
This was followed rather closely by…
And the subsequent ritual of head banging and forehead slapping was followed up by placing an order for a new panel.
I’ll keep the sheer I was stitching on. I think that the voile will make a good foundation fabric for embroidering on velvet. I’ll recycle it for some use, anyway.
But in the meantime, I’ve crossed curtains off my List of Things To Do. Sorry for stringing you along on that one!
On the bright side, I think I’ll concentrate on Schwalm for a bit – it’ll be my new 15-Minute Project.
School has begun, by the way. To the dear reader who sent me an encouraging e-mail yesterday, wondering how I manage to do what I do – teaching, stitching, blogging regularly, and so forth – my only reply at the end of the first day of classes is this: