Showing posts with label Haviland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haviland. Show all posts

Thursday, July 23, 2009

White Linen ~ Lavender Field Welcomes You to Linda's Creative Space...A Work In Progress

Just working on ATC's lately


Scissors, magnifying glass, punches, glues, oh my! After moving from Wisconsin a year ago, I still have unpacked boxes in our storage, this is just 1/3 of an accumulation in my space here. 2/3 is still packed away, that being fabric, mosaics, more ribbon, and crafts.

A few inspirational magazines.
Thanks, Marie!
My handmade pennent above the table..says PARIS

My pretty White Linen cutwork. Under this shelf Ron will build more shelving and create a ribbon spool center for all my ribbon. Under this is a Vintage Singer Treadle Machine.

Hat boxes can hold massive amounts of crafts supplies, like small decorative papers....

Linda's area....so understated and love simplicity.

Haviland France..inspires me that someone can paint perfect roses..

This hutch was practically a steal on Craigslist...holds lots of craft supplies and my little collection of Haviland


A little shabby white, cream, and light taupe, see the sconce? an Ebay steal. L monogrammed White Linen on the recycled shelf. =) The little restaurant creamers were grabbed at a liquidators long ago.

Little cardboard drawers hold needful things, tape measure, glues, distress ink and cloth. Because this room is off the great room, I like to keep things hidden with vintage furniture like the hutch.
Glass jars with metal lids and appropriately labeled...I love ribbon! The 3rd jar has 100's of fresh water pearls in creams and light blues. They have 1000 uses. They make gorgeous little eggs for wired nests.

A big basket of 50 vintage wood bobbins large and small, wrap lace or ribbon around a spool, twine, yarn and keep handy.

This table is over 100 years old and still has another 100. It has 4 adorable rush seat tall back chairs, dispersed in bedrooms.

My mother once said, 'jack of all trades, master of none'. Mom, it's ok. She made all of mine and my sister's clothing during our childhood. We lived in a small house when we moved to WI, she built 3 bedroom units from hollow wood doors and louvered doors, while my dad was at sea. Each unit had a small closet and dresser with drawers. To me, it meant having my own 'space', and the units were sturdy~ She handmade 4 or 5 dresses for my wedding including my wedding dress many years ago. Her little hands made countless wedding, baby shower and birthday cakes all hand decorated with greenery, and gorgeous roses. And the silk flower arrangements! The list goes on. I kinda followed her footsteps making countless crafts for craft bazaars, sewing my daughters clothing for school and play. Sewing curtains for our home year after year. Painting, wallpapering, interior decorating. Our creative space was always the kitchen table and our sewing machine. Until this last year I have a little space approximately 10' x 12'. Thanks Mom, for a wonderful heritage in so many ways. Today it's fun to make new crafts from old watch faces, doorknob plates. And  a deck of cards can be made into Artist's Trading Cards! Who would have ever thought? Thanks so much for stopping by and spending a few moments at WLLF. Enjoy!