5 July 2013

Small trinket box

Again this must be ancient.  Around forty years old, probably.
It was in the days when I craved colour but there were so few in the only available threads - Coats and Twilleys.  This was when I resorted to silk sewing thread.

I was quite pleased with this 'back then' but nowadays wouldn't give it a place outside a drawer or a box in the loft!!!!  Strange how your tastes change over the years!!!

10 comments:

  1. That is a nice framed piece - and your color choices foreshadow the creation of Lizbeth's Pink Cocoa - which you named as well, correct?

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  2. I think it's beautiful! It's fun taking trips down Memory Lane. My daughter Joanne helped me clean out a closet yesterday and we found all sorts of treasures, including a paper weight I made for my grandmother in the 80s. I was really into counted cross stitch back then... can't be bothered with it now that ice learned to tat!

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  3. Too bad it doesn't merit exposure- it's quite pretty!

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  4. It is sweet... You certainly were ahead of your time. A real groundbreaker!
    Fox : )

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  5. it's always fun to see how you have improved through the years. really like the color combo and it is pretty.

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  6. Gorgeous little box. Love the color.

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  7. Back in the 70s when I first started teaching people to tat, a whole lot of other people told me I was wasting my time and it was a dyeing art--oh yeah, and also that ti wasn't "real" lace. My choices were white and off-white unless I wanted to try size 70. We have come soooooooo far since then!

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  8. All lace is real. I didn't know there was snobbery in crafting circles. Not real lace? Lol that's just silly.

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  9. Oh, Dora, that's one of the reasons I gave up on bobbin. Not only the snobbery surrounding it in the 60/70's but because I was told it wasn't 'real lace' too. Actually at around that time I was also told I wasn't a 'real teacher' too. I was doing a lot of supply teaching (which was tough in those days and not easy when your only transport was a bike) and one of the parents of a class I was teaching at the time told me that I wasn't a 'real teacher'!! If I ain't 'real' now then I give up!!!!

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