Sewing Projects, Day 1
These projects expect the person sewing to observe the picture to be copied, mentally place said picture upon the textile and recreate said picture by sight alone. As my experience with this type of sewing is equal to my experience level of applying tampons, I’m clueless.
I settled on a solution. I would print the pictures to be seen onto iron on transfer paper and simply sew over it. GENIUS!!! There are pillow cases for each son and 2 separate projects for My Bride.
I literally spent hours obtaining and editing the pictures to be used. Finally I printed them. I tested the process on the smallest project, a 6 incher. I placed the iron on thing atop the cloth and commenced the ironing.
I did not realize I had spent 3 hours obtaining, editing and printing iron on shirt stuff. As in, homemade shirt stuff. As in, the stuff my mother made me in the 70’s. MOTHER EFFER!!!
This is NOT the way I had envisioned things working.
I re-trimmed the remaining pictures so none of the iron on crap would show and ironed that shite right where it goes. I chose the smallest to start with.
I knew I would suck, I said, no experience. It never occurred to me that my sewing skills would resemble the coloring skills of a below average kindergartner.
Ok, it’s really not THAT bad. It’s faaaaar worse.
A couple of funny things happened related to my sewing today. I was doing all of this work at my parent’s house. My dad walked in and asked what I was doing. “I’m sewing.” His reaction…
When I got to Brother’s apartment, I td him of my project’s progress. He laughed a bit and had a bit of fun at my expense. It was pretty darned funny. He had ordered Chinese, as I came I to the room he pointed to the TV and said, “Hey, there’s something on the TV for you.” I looked up I see…