I made these for my little nephew, David Trygg. This awesome fabric is by Rachel Galloway of Mamma Made Designs. See her version here.
I think that the reason why people don't get excited about shopping for little boys is because you rarely see any kind of creative, adorable fabrics and clothes like this for boys. I mean, you can only get excited about so many baseball shirts and trucks.
The first half of the music is not yet written yet.
Remain
Flourishing green tree Happy in your place You spread out, down down and out Your roots go down, down and out you seem To be overshadowing everything Drawing from the blood of the city
Nicely situated in one of your veins Looking out my window Leaves blocking out the light Hotel of the wicked Monsters hide in every hole As you lift your branches Suffocating sunny sky shining
And here we are What a view One's almost four And one is two How do we do when Lions prowl outside Waiting right beyond the porch
But look oh lookie here Hear the words that make it clear You're going down The children laugh And chase you out of town The father laughs For your day is on the way You're going down Like a puff of smoke Away you go bye bye
Do not fret because of evildoers They will wither like the grass Trust in the Lord and do good Dwell in the land and grow faithfully
Evil will be cut off It will be no more You will watch and see it See it with your eyes, see it with your eyes With your eyes
Those who wait on their God Will remain will remain
Elsie was ruined for all other skirts by Mamma Made Design's Friendly Frog dress. All of the girly skirts I bought at the thrift store for the dress up basket dull in comparison and are not acceptable. So I made them up a couple of skirts from some material scraps my friend gave me before moving away. They are definitely twirly.
One day I found my 3 year old daughter had ripped this page from the front of one of her books and put it on my desk, saying that she wanted me to design fabric just like it and make her some pajamas out of the fabric. Normally I would have reprimanded her for tearing up her books, but this was just too cute and I must say a bit flattering to me that she assumes I can make anything....
This was inspired by my best friend and the amazing music she has been writing.
There's one particular line one of her songs I can't get out of my head..."Let my meditation be pleasing to you".
Every thought we have is a stitch that becomes the fabric of our lives. Yesterday as I was meditating on how sorry I was for myself as I cleaned up my sick children's vomit and dia...ahem...the other thing, this line kept going through my mind. As I meditated on how crappy it was that I can never sleep in on a Saturday and do what I want to do because I have too many responsibilities, this line kept going through my head. As I sorrowed over the dirty dishes and agonized over all the things I had to do and sacrifices I had to make despite the fact that I was sick with strep throat and so tired from being up with the kids every night for a week, this line kept going through my head.
I failed miserably yesterday. But today in church guess what scripture verse came up during the sermon?
Psalm 19:14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart Be acceptable in Your sight, O LORD, my rock and my Redeemer.
Today when I was at church, I was walking past the preschool class and the teacher was having all the kids run around in a circle and she was yelling "Run like a deer! Run like a deer to Jesus!" And I got all choked up. God wanted me to hear that phrase and it just got me right in the heart, it made me think of the imagery of the deer panting for the water and how desperate we need to be for God. Anyway, I wrote this song tonight about it. I don't know why my voice sounds all pop-diva in it. I didn't mean to. Anyway, here it is:
Run Like A Deer I have taken cover underneath the shelter Of my own human strength I’ve gone to other lovers seeking their protection I have tirelessly sought them
Now you have brought me to the wilderness Hedged me in behind and before Here I am now broken hearted empty handed I wait upon the presence of the Lord
And I run run run like a deer to you Jesus There is no other love that satifies I am thirsting for the living water Only you Lord can provide
I will run to you As You run to me Lord I will run to you As You run to me
Now you have brought me to the wilderness Hedged me in behind and before And I will worship in the glory of Your presence Blessed are those who wait upon the Lord
I haven't been doing too much in the creative arena lately and I've missed my art night the last two weeks, but I have managed to crank out 5 pairs of pants for my daughter who is sprouting up like a weed. Elastic waistband pants are so incredibly easy and quick to sew and you can add embellishments like cute little pockets and buttons to jazz them up.
Once I was at a marriage seminar and I remember the speaker saying that a woman talking is like a garden hose - When you first turn it on, it sputters and spurts out a bunch of water and sediment for a little while, and then finally the pure cold water flows. They were making a point that women have to talk for a while before they can get their point out. I don't know if that's true of most women. I'm not a big talker so I can't relate to it that well. However, that concept always stuck in my mind and I think it definitely makes sense to me when it comes to creativity. We can't expect things to come out perfectly at the start. We will severely cripple ourselves if we wait for that. We must turn the hose on, come what may. The cold clear water can only flow behind the junk that has to come out first...
Recorded last night with my friends Ed and Natalie Wall.
Overflow Me
Let the water rise inside of me Let the water rise inside of me You have made a well inside me Let the water swell inside me Let the water rise inside of me
Holy Spirit reign inside of me Holy Spirit reign inside of me I am weak, Oh God You know me I need You to overflow me Holy Spirit reign inside of me
For You, You are the source of life And You, You cannot be contained Oh Lord, I am your vessel Pour out your glory till You cover the earth Rise up and spill out of me Pour out love until You cover the whole earth
I got my Chinese fabric from Spoonflower today! The reds all turned orange. But that is my fault, because I did nothing to prevent it. This is the first time I have taken apart a scanned image and repositioned it into a fabric design. Normally I use vector art, where there is complete control over the color choices. Not so here. What I should have done is used Photoshop's replace color feature to pinpoint and adjust some of the more troublesome colors. I'm still happy with the way the fabric turned out though. The colors are bright and crisp and the extra orange does not take away from the design, in my opinion.
One night years ago, I made my husband paint with me. I made a snowman, and he made this:
I love this painting! He was always embarrased of it, so I made a point of showing it to everyone I could. I lost it when we moved from Georgia to Pennsylvania. So sad! I looked and looked, to no avail. Then one day not long ago I found it in the attic. Whoopeee! Now I have made it into a fabric, of which I have ordered 5 yards from Spoonflower for my prizewinnings. I think I am going to make pajamas out of it. It has to be something I will wear a great deal so he will have to look at it often. These jammies are going to rock!!
Elsie was ruined for all other skirts by Mamma Made Design's Friendly Frog dress. All of the girly skirts I bought at the thrift store for the dress up basket dull in comparison and are not acceptable. So I made them up a couple of skirts from some material scraps my friend gave me before moving away. They are definitely twirly.
This was inspired by my best friend and the amazing music she has been writing.
My mom made this dress for me. I wore it for Easter in 1977.
Here is Nadia Elsie in it 30 years later, Easter 2007. Missing a bow but still in great shape!
Heidi: Easter 2009. One or two more stains but it's still holding up. I wonder if my mom had any idea it would last this long!
my art night the last two weeks, but I have managed to crank out 5 pairs of pants for my daughter who is sprouting up like a weed. Elastic waistband pants are so incredibly easy and quick to sew and you can add embellishments like cute little pockets and buttons to jazz them up.
Once I was at a marriage seminar and I remember the speaker saying that a woman talking is like a garden hose - When you first turn it on, it sputters and spurts out a bunch of water and sediment for a little while, and then finally the pure cold water flows. They were making a point that women have to talk for a while before they can get their point out. I don't know if that's true of most women. I'm not a big talker so I can't relate to it that well. However, that concept always stuck in my mind and I think it definitely makes sense to me when it comes to creativity. We can't expect things to come out perfectly at the start. We will severely cripple ourselves if we wait for that. We must turn the hose on, come what may. The cold clear water can only flow behind the junk that has to come out first...
