Cross my Stich, Stich my Cross, criss cross crossing, I am cross. Well I am not, just showing some of the many crosses we have around.
There has been a lot of cross stiches in my life, a lot of stiches,a lot of crossing.
It started when I was a tiny little girl, six years old. My grandauntie (my fathers aunt) Marit and her cousin had this childrens club, ah, for girls, I mean. You had to be 7 to attend to it, but I was specially chosen, I really felt I was specially chosen, to start When I was only six! I was soooooo happy, I was allowed to do embroidery for the Mission! Auntie Marit often told me that " When we that come from Brekken do the embroidery, you shall not be able to tell the difference between the two sides of your work" , meaning you should fasten the tread as invisible as possible, and not drag the tread from place to place. And I loved it! The first thing I embroidered was a pin cushion, it was yellow and black fabric that I put black Cross stiches on. Someone won it on the lottery, may be it still is in a drawer?
I knew I should do something contemporary about this stiches, but all I can do is walking down the Memory Lane with you and the crossed stiches. That I am in my country house does not make it easier. I am collecting embroideries for my old house. Look at those old beauties:
Honestly, you do not need to use yarn when doing a cross; I tried with tomatoes; crossed and uncrossed:
And of course words, cross words,
Go to Nadine on her blog Tiny Woolf for more crosses and stiches
Hei, jeg har ikke gått over til engelsk, det er bare på grunn av denne tegneutfordringen jeg gjør det. Temaet er korsting, og jeg skriver om korsstingene i mitt liv. Det startet allerede da jeg var seks år, og fikk lov å være med i Den minste kvist og broderte for misjonen. Når me så e frå Brekken brodere, sa tantenMarit, da ska de ikke vare færskjell på rettå å rangå. Jeg følte meg spesielt utvalgt, og broderte detfineste jeg fikk til. Det første var ei nålepute i gult og svart.