I haven’t been around in my digital form lately, tending the blog. Maybe because it’s because I’ve been too busy sewing pillows. Well, yes and other things that are too boring to go into here. So. Pillows.
My straight line sewing skills continue to develop . . . At this point I think I’ve mastered the envelope back pillow. I had some peace sign fabric I bought on a whim at Anatols hanging around my craft room. Paired with some tweed-y fabric I picked up a Garden Ridge that at one point was destined for a project chair in the basement, I turned out a trio of “peace, man” pillows.
(There are two of the 20×20 peace pillows, they just don’t both fit in the rocker. And if it don’t fit in the rocker, it don’t make it into the picture!)
Another pillow project was the test pillows for the white canvas I want to use for the Danish Daybed Sofas. (That are still in the garage — and the foam that I was considering reusing STILL stinks to high heaven. I don’t know that these CoMo owners did to it to make it hold on to such an aroma . . . ). The idea for these pillows is to have Shenanigan lay on them a whole lot, to see how they weather such doggy abuse. I’m sure he will be happy to comply. But I also thought if I was going to the trouble of making some pillows, I ought to make them a little more interesting than just plain white canvas.
So I drew a connected chevron pattern on them with black permanent fabric marker. I was considering strategically coloring in some of the shapes but wasn’t able to decide on color/placement/yada yada yada so I finally just sewed ’em up.
They’re real classy — I only bought one yard of the test fabric, so they don’t really close all the way without the help of some safety pins. . . .
Let the testing begin!
Shenanigan was the first volunteer . . . . then Sophie hopped up there too . . .
She doesn’t have this compulsion to be on TOP of the pillows like Shenanigan does though, she’s content to just be near them . . .
That was where I left them this morning and it’s probably where they are right now. It’s a dog’s life all right!
Living Analog 