Saturday, 7 April 2012

A Project with Pre-teens

Gack. This one was quite something. Remember that woven rug I made a few weeks ago?  From my mouth came an offer to a school teacher to teach her six students how to make woven rugs for an art project. My daughter is in a class with five other girls ranging from 10 to 12 years old. (Small private school)  I thought 2 or 3 periods should do it, but it ended up being, like, five periods, and then I still took them home to sew down the binding. I think all in all, a lot of fun was had. Much jabbering, pinning, ripping stitches, learning how to thread machines, and stick-to-itivesness. Of course Moms don't send their best machines to school, they send the "old" one, the clunker. I learned how to thread and trouble shoot Pfaff, Janome, Kenmore, Shark, and Bernina. Very hands on for me! Here are a few pictures of the finished products:
11 yr old

10 yr old (my daughter)

11 yr old

11 yr old

12 yr old

10 yr old

I had them bring scraps and pieces from home which I then took home and cut the strips. Some are truly scrappy while a few have a bit more of a pattern or color scheme. I can't say I have a favorite. They are all wonderful. Although the process was a bit tedious and there were times I wasn't sure how it would all turn out, the end results are lovely! I tried not to fix to much, to let their own skills grow as they went. Yes, there are wonky seams, and strips that went over the side and had to be cut, but it all adds to the charm, and oh, the satisfaction they feel from having something to show for all the hard work!

Friday, 6 April 2012

A Snowy Good Friday

Good morning to all. Yes it is a good morning even when it seems that we had about a a week of spring, skipped summer and went straight back to winter!

"But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:8

Today is a day to remember our Saviour, dying on the cross for my sins. Easter always seems a deeply personal time for me as I think of the way Jesus extends his grace to me. He holds out his hand again and says, "Come closer. I died for you." I wish anyone who reads this a wonderful Easter season with family and friends. Please take time to dwell on the real reason for this blessed season.