I'm starting to listen the podcast of the British Museum's History of the World in 100 Objects this morning, and to darn a tattered and holey wool blanket from the early 1960s––from my childhood, that is.
I'd forgotten this blanket until my sister brought it to me from our father's house this summer, thinking I would like it.
Sometimes we do agree.
I more than like it, as an object, and its history too:
it was woven on a loom by Emilie Tari, my mother's best friend when I was little. I didn't plan this to coincide, but today would have been my mother's eighty-third birthday.
I'm not sure what needles will work best. I'll start with one from this ^ old "Bell Brand Packet of Best-Steel TAPESTRY Needles, Size 18, Made in Hong Kong".
The yarn is from a nonprofit women's cooperative in Ururguay, Manos del Uruguay. They call the color spirulina, but to me, it looks like the yellowy greens of a fresh-cut avocado.
I'd started darning socks with different colored yarns a couple winters ago, and I was further encouraged by my friend Julia , who darns as she walks [via her instagram]:
. . . and by the "visible mending programme" of Tom of Holland [his blog]--especially the way he outlined the little holes in this darned Welsh blanket:
I'd forgotten this blanket until my sister brought it to me from our father's house this summer, thinking I would like it.
Sometimes we do agree.
I more than like it, as an object, and its history too:
it was woven on a loom by Emilie Tari, my mother's best friend when I was little. I didn't plan this to coincide, but today would have been my mother's eighty-third birthday.
I'm not sure what needles will work best. I'll start with one from this ^ old "Bell Brand Packet of Best-Steel TAPESTRY Needles, Size 18, Made in Hong Kong".
The yarn is from a nonprofit women's cooperative in Ururguay, Manos del Uruguay. They call the color spirulina, but to me, it looks like the yellowy greens of a fresh-cut avocado.
I'd started darning socks with different colored yarns a couple winters ago, and I was further encouraged by my friend Julia , who darns as she walks [via her instagram]:
. . . and by the "visible mending programme" of Tom of Holland [his blog]--especially the way he outlined the little holes in this darned Welsh blanket:
