This is my moment of reflection and my time for remembering. Days can pass with never a thought of those lost. Then something, a word a thought or in this instance a piece of work that was begun many moons ago can help you remember again.
This embroidery of a Papillon butterfly was started by my mother in the mid 60's (at a guess) and never finished.
My mother passed away 3 years ago this summer, only managing to see the first 6 months of my daughters life before illness overcame her.
This piece of embroidery has traveled with me, with the thought that it would remain unfinished, but would be kept as a memory of my mother, of that young girl I never knew.
I love the vibrant colours along with the muted golds and bronze. The more I would look at it the more I felt it was right to finish what was begun all that time ago.
A true joining of the past and the present. Of a mother and her daughter.
I have chosen a vibrant pink to outline the butterfly and decided to use a lovely gold thread to fill in between. (I'm learning and loving the texture of the French Knot!)
There is still some thread left to continue with the blue circles and follow the original colour scheme.
My mother pregnant with me in 1972
Thanks Mum, because every time I bake, every time I sew, knit, crochet or embroider
I remember you
All my love
xVx
Thats reduced me to a blubbering wreck but how wonderful that you get to finish this wonderful piece of work your mum would be so proud.
ReplyDeleteYou look so much like your mum as well and I am sure she lives on in you with all your wonderful crafts.I hope my mum comes back to me in this way too xxx Im off for a cry now x
Thank you Sally for your lovely comment. Yes, i do believe our mothers live on in the things we say and do. It will be the same for you I'm sure. X
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