Friday, September 25, 2009

First stitches, first steps

My first Simplicity half-apron and gray kettle cloth jumper are decades behind me, but I still recall many of the items on Miss Banovich’s 7th grade sewing supplies list: seam ripper, seam gauge, measuring tape, pins, fabric scissors, sewing machine needles, thread, and a couple of clear plastic bobbins. Interestingly, it was my father—not my mother—who helped me collect these items. In fact, I still have my first sewing basket, a rather humble-looking box in gold-flecked white vinyl that dates back to the 1970s.



My mother, whose brief foray into sewing included a set of unevenly cut yellow curtains that she hoped no one would remember, did not enjoy sewing. She was horrified, in fact, when she returned to Germany to visit her mother, and those curtains were hung in a window in her honor. With relief, she passed on to me the darning egg in her sewing basket to mend my father’s socks, along with a stack of trousers that needed to be shortened for the summer. She was my sewing cheerleader, but it was my father with whom I held discussions about how to thread our Sears Kenmore sewing machine.  These days my father wishes he knew what happened to that old Kenmore, but I think it’s likely my mother gave it away when I went to college and bought my own Brother machine. She is no longer with us, so I guess that will remain her little secret.

The garments I sewed and the events of those early years are connected like buttons sewn on a sweater. My boyfriend (who became my husband) was a midshipman at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, so every winter and spring during college, I sewed a floor-length gown for the Navy R.O.T.C. balls we attended together. Likewise, I made some of the dresses I wore as a sales clerk while working at Gimbels Department Store during college. And when John and I married, I made my own bridal gown and veil.





In the early years of our marriage, we lived in southern California, where John was stationed as a Naval Weapons Officer. When we moved to the West coast, the sewing machine and cabinet—and all of my fabrics and notions—occupied a significant portion of the space in the U-Haul we rented, along with my numerous books. Eight years later, when our son was born, a Pfaff sewing machine had replaced the Brother, and I sewed many of David’s play clothes.



Today my sewing machine no longer occupies a corner of a bedroom or living room, but sits in its own dedicated space: a sewing room. Of course, that’s not the only place in our home where I create—John says that wherever you find horizontal surfaces is where you'll find my work—but it is nice to have a home base, of sorts! My sewing room is where my Pfaff Creative 7530 sewing machine resides, inside a solid oak Parsons cabinet.



This is also where I write. I love my Mission-style writing desk.



The closet holds quilting rulers and templates, specialty sewing tools, interfacing and stabilizers, and boxes of sewing supplies.Fabric is another story . . . no space in this room!



Along one wall is Dolly (my dress form), who wears a half-finished apron. I like to “dial her down” so that I can imagine what I might look like if I lost some weight!



In a corner of the room stands a chest of drawers for needlework supplies. Next to it is a small couch where I like to do hand sewing, or browse through how-to publications.





Projects are always spilling out of my sewing room into other rooms because my working space is no bigger than a child’s small nursery. Still, this is where many of my Etsy products are created. In short, it’s a cozy place to ponder, poke at fabrics, and produce!

© 2009 Judy Nolan. All rights reserved.

13 comments:

Sixsisters said...

Great to see where you do your creating Judy.
I too work in a small space but we make dol

Judi B said...

What a great glimpse into your sewing past and present! Thanks for sharing. I can picture you there.

Rose said...

What a cozy comfortable workspace you have Judy.. thanks for sharing it with us:)

ZudaGay said...

What a wonderful, cozy sewing room!! I loved seeing all your photos of sewing through the years. :) Although my Mama was a very gifted seamstress, I too made all my "formal" gowns and wedding dress as well.

storybeader said...

great post - nice to get to know the people on the other side of the computer screen. Love Dolly! {:-D

TiLT said...

awesome room! Wish I had a sewing room of my own...I figure in about 4 years when oldest is off at college, then maybe :0
Look the peek into the history too - thanks for sharing :)

NICO Designs said...

Great post! Thank you for sharing those early photos with your story; and I got a chuckle from Dolly:) I thought about it and I would do the same thing.

The Filigree Garden said...

What a fun glimpse into your creative space!

gloria said...

Great post and I looking at your working and dreaming spaces. I love the early photos!

Splendid Little Stars said...

What a wonderful space you have to work in! very enjoyable post! Thanks for sharing!

Renée Gandy said...

I thoroughly enjoyed reading your recounts of the early years.

memoriesforlifescrapbooks said...

Great post!
I loved reading your story of sewing from early years to now :)

Erin said...

Judy, I loved this post because it reminded me of our long history. I remember my attempts at being "crafty." Sigh. I lack the creativity, skill, and brain-hand connections that you and your Etsy friends all possess. Nevertheless, you taught me how to sew; you taught me how to do needlepoint. You took me to my very first visit to a craft store...oh, i would have been lost without you there! And do you remember when we had our weekly craft circle gatherings?