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Lumpy |
Anyway, when that first class was over and I had hand-sewn Lumpy closed, I joked that I was ready to go into business and I would open my own sewing shop called Lumpy's House of Throw Pillows. Since my sewing goals are more oriented toward making boat covers and doing upholstery, I probably wouldn't call my shop "Lumpy's House of Throw Pillows," but it seems like the perfect name for this blog.
Very quick background: I have been fascinated by the idea of sewing for as long as I can remember. My grandma was a wizard at it and could make just about anything you could imagine with some cloth and a needle and thread. I will always regret that I didn't spend more time hanging out with her learning the craft. But, I do remember going to town with her to buy patterns and notions and I still think those little envelopes of folded tissue paper are like books of magic potions.
I did mess around with a needle and thread a little bit as a kid. At the time, embroidered jean jackets and chambray shirts were "the thing," and I wanted to put some embroidery on my jean jacket. I suppose it wasn't too bad. Nothing compared to the Mickey Mouse shirt my grandma embroidered for me, though. I think I might have done a little hand-sewing to repair a shaving bag at some point, but I never really knew how to sew. I took all my uniforms in the military to sewing shops to get patches and name tapes put on. But, sewing just kept popping up on my radar over the years.
I had a very good friend overseas who sewed. I still remember watching her make a whole shirt one evening while we were hanging out talking. That blew my mind. Several years later, when I was working as a skydiving pilot, I met a parachute rigger who did some amazing repair work on my favorite pair of jeans. One day sewing intersected with my love of shopping in thrift stores. I found a near-mint condition, 1970s vintage Sears Kenmore portable in its original cardboard box at a thrift store for $24.98. It spoke to me, so I bought it. I do not generally buy everything which speaks to me, but right around that same time I also found a 70s vintage Elna Carina SU which also spoke to me and I bought it, too. Might have been the Swiss accent that turned my head on that one. Both machines sat around in a closet for years. I had no idea how to thread them or how to wind a bobbin. I'm not sure I even knew what a bobbin was. But, in 2018 when I finally decided it was time to learn how to sew, I had a couple of very nice machines to learn on. Dumb luck or fate, I guess. Finally, in 2018, my wife and I decided that our outdoor furniture cushions were getting shabby and needed to be re-covered. I decided that making new covers myself was the only way that was going to happen. I signed up for a "learn to sew" class because I knew that was about the only way I was going to get anywhere, and here we are.
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Pillow Project II - Side 1 |
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Pillow II - Apparently I Really Like Two-Sided Pillows |
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My First Zipper and First Pattern Project |
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Way Over My Head! |
That pretty much gets us up to date and gives you a pretty good idea of how this is going to go. I hope this lives up to what you were hoping for.
Nice start on the blog, Jerry/Lumpy!
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your first blog. I tried sewing as a kid in 4H, but Mom tended to yell. I retreated to the shop with my Dad.
ReplyDeleteHopefully you're giving it another try. A lot of the time I could have spent with my grandma I spent hanging out in my grandpa's garage. I still love the smells of gear oil and gasoline.
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