Showing posts with label break-ins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label break-ins. Show all posts

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Grace

a word of explanation before we get started: I apologize if I've been negligent in reading and commenting on your blog! I am reorganizing my life: no computer time until after dinner (and sometimes dinner is LATE!). I am enjoying my mornings by being more creative and not feeling chained to the internet. Thanks for understanding!

Grace on Tenth:


Remember the cute little piece of copper that C found for me on 10th St in Atlanta a couple of weekends ago? Here is what I've done with it:

It was a lot of fun! I printed the Grace verdigris steeple and the 1st and last verses of Amazing Grace on a scrap piece of hand dyed silk charmeuse, then I quilted it using copper metallic thread. Some copper foil was added, after which I bound the edges with the blanket stitch, using metallic thread and an assortment of glass beads. I've added a few more beads on the surface. It's firmly attached to the copper using some hand-dyed perle cotton and a few more beads.




More Grace?:

I am grappling with another form of Grace this evening! Our daughter and son-in-law's home was broken into for a second time today. It's been almost two years since the first break in. I was initially extremely upset when K called to tell me, and then of course I grew angry, but now I am trying to think of ways in which this type of craziness can be stopped. While I find it very sad that our kids are working so hard to achieve and have what they have, I also find it extemely sad that others don't have what ours do, and have to resort to breaking down doors and windows in order to have these things which they crave. Wouldn't it be a wonderful world if all of us could receive equal educations, that all were inspired and loved like ours, so that we all would want to achieve and not thieve. Like I said, I'm grappling. I'm thankful that nobody got hurt and nothing irreplaceable was taken. I hate the inconvenience it has caused our kids, but I am so thankful that they are OK. Things are just that: things.


PEACE