This project has been calling to me for some time. These pillows are a precursor to the alpaca rug I want to hook next, but these are definitely a creative pursuit I could both sink my teeth and toes into. The alpaca is milled just for me by a couple local family farms. The all around goodness of them is swoon worthy. If you want one of these for your own snuggling purposes, they are available for purchase at The Barn at Todd Farm in Rowley, MA or you can purchase online.
This one’s for me. Or rather, us. This is our wedding rug. Yes, I know. We’ve been married for a bit of time, but it took a while for all the pieces to come together, both in my mind’s eye and in what would go into it. I had always wanted to do something for us, as I’ve long been enamored with the notion of wedding quilts and the like. Not being a quilter, that one never came to pass. Rug hooking has been a whole new adventure for me, and one that I feel I am best able to express myself in. Finally, it seems I have exactly the right medium in which to celebrate our marriage.
Things started turning over in my mind when I spied an antique piece of embroidery in a museum collection. There was a tree motif that just sort of settled in my head. I clung to it for ages, not quite figuring what I would do with it. Then, you may recall, my Tipsy Quilt wended its way into our home. Its complete ease with its own imperfections unstuck something in me. And suddenly, one day, I whipped out a quick sketch of exactly what we needed.
The Tree of Life is a universal symbol that both crosses and unites a multitude of theologies, scientific schools of thoughts, and cultures. And for numerous personal reasons, it is also exactly the right image for us. Hooking this piece has been a joy, and it allows me to bring so many pieces of our history into play. Some of the wool was handed down to us from the wardrobe of a great aunt and uncle. The leaves and bits of the sky are highlighted with yak yarns my husband brought home for me from a very special trip to Tibet with his father. What may be even nicer, is that we sit together in the evenings while I hook, glass of wine and plate of fancy cheeses, fire blazing, talking about the rug together. What kinds of textures, what other elements, where we will hang it. It’s becoming a very special marriage contract of its own.
I know you are all likely tired of seeing this piece, but finally—finally–it is complete! Hooked, bound, pressed—woo hoo!! It is never a complaint to be so busy with orders, that you can’t get to the other projects, but I am doing the creative happy dance at seeing this one in all its finished glory. It is my largest hooking project to date. All it took to reach the end zone was some holiday quiet, a playlist of Splendid Table podcasts, and a lot of coffee. Voila!
Happy New Year to Everyone and may it be one both filled and fulfilling with new projects and inspiration.
Well, not much needlecraft happened this weekend, but plenty of cookies were baked, not to mention consumed. My weekdays are happily and soundly packed with shipping orders, fulfilling custom orders, and creating new works for my shops, but that has left little time for my biggest rug hooking project yet. Sundays seem to be the day I get to settle in with a great audiobook, hook in hand and silly wool worms (that I still can’t believe can make anything so lovely) at the ready. It is a blissful pursuit.