My grandmother passed away two years ago and my mother has slowly been working through her things, seeing who might want to keep certain items as mementos. I was of course interested in any of my grandmothers sewing items. She was not as prolific as my great grandmother, but she liked to knit us the occasional scarf and she was really good at making clothes for herself. I think she actually used to modify some of the patterns she bought to give them a little pizzaz. And she wisely made any shirt or pants she liked in a variety of colors so she always had something she liked to wear.
Me and grandma way back in the day. She's rocking a pair of pants of her own creation I believe.
My brother, my Grandmother and me. I remember this as one of her favorite outfits - the shirt had a mandarin collar which she seemed to prefer and I think she actually made several versions of this in red which was her favorite color.
I was actually visiting my mom when she started going through my Grandmother's sewing basket and it was like looking through my own stash. It made me wonder how much of the desire to create - and even what inspires us - is genetic.
Amid lots of extra bobbins, thread and needles were little patterns that my grandmother had obviously saved in order to make something. These were little chick and bunny patterns which I think was probably intended for someones baby. There were also snips of little designs from hotel stationary or napkins, anything that she found inspirational for a new project - which is totally something that I do as well.
I had no idea how to use this, but it just seemed so vintage and cool. I have since googled it - it's apparently used to get exact spacing for things like button holes or hemming.
Using things that belonged to my grandmother, even things as utilitarian as some extra bobbins, keep her in my mind. It makes my hobby feel more like a tradition I'm carrying on and honoring.