First of all I have to confess: I don’t make a stitch every day, I don’t make a photo of my embroidery hoop every day. And probably, during the summertime, when the sun will shine until very late, I will not be able to put a stitch for months. On the other hand I really enjoy the whole project.
a mother- daughter project
But first things first: everything started when I saw this post on Brown Paper Bag blog, of Sara Barnes and I thought that it would be very interesting for me to go deeper on a craft that I haven’t practice as much. As a kid I used to make all these useless embroideries, mainly in cross stitch, that made me get bored very fast and that’s why I learned knitting so I could knit clothes for me and my dolls. Later on, I started to use embroidery again as a design element to weaving. In the meantime I admire (and feel a bit jealous) all these amazing embroideries that I find on pinterest and on the blogs that I follow. And I like it so much that this old craft is becoming an artistic expression around the world.
So when I saw this challenge I told to my self: «This is the opportunity to learn new stitches and have fun with thread and needle».On the first of January, I collected all I needed and started. The best time for doing this is in the evening, when I have finished all the tasks of the day and we spend a little time with the family just before we go to sleep. That seemed interesting to Zoe, my fourth daughter and in the beginning she was choosing the stitch of the day and helped me with the photos. Later on she asked for an embroidery hoop of her own. And now both of us sit next to the stove making stitches, talking and relaxing.That is a moment of happiness, isn’t it?
The evil eye is a curse believed to be cast by a malevolent glare, usually given to a person when they are unaware. Many cultures believe that receiving the evil eye will cause misfortune or injury.
The idea expressed by the term causes many different cultures to pursue protective measures against it. The concept and its significance vary widely among different cultures, primarily in West Asia.
It was a widely extended belief among many Mediterranean and Asian tribes and cultures. Charms and decorations with eye-like symbols known as nazars, which are used to repel the evil eye are a common sight across Greece, Turkey, Albania, Egypt, Iran, Iraq, Lebanon, Morocco,Southern Italy (Naples), the Levant, and Afghanistan
The evil eye, known as μάτι (mati), «eye», as an apotropaic visual device, is known to have been a fixture in Greece dating back to at least the 6th century BC, when it commonly appeared on drinking vessels.Untill now in Greece, the evil eye is cast away through the process of xematiasma (ξεμάτιασμα), whereby the «healer» silently recites a secret prayer.
We chose the evil eye symbol for our workshop’s summer window because it is a part of our cultural identity and the colors that we used- white, turquoise and blue- are the true colors of the original Greek summer.
For more information about the evil eye visit Wikipedia.
Ἕνας μικρότερος κόσμος
Ἀναζητῶ μίαν ἀκτὴ νὰ μπορέσω νὰ φράξω
μὲ δέντρα ἢ καλάμια ἕνα μέρος
τοῦ ὁρίζοντα. Συμμαζεύοντας τὸ ἄπειρο, νἄχω
τὴν αἴσθηση: ἢ πὼς δὲν ὑπάρχουνε μηχανὲς
ἢ πὼς ὑπάρχουνε πολὺ λίγες· ἢ πὼς δὲν ὑπάρχουν στρατιῶτες
ἢ πὼς ὑπάρχουνε πολὺ λίγοι· ἢ πὼς δὲν ὑπάρχουνε ὅπλα
ἢ πὼς ὑπάρχουνε πολὺ λίγα, στραμμένα κι αὐτὰ πρὸς τὴν ἔξοδο
τῶν δασῶν μὲ τοὺς λύκους· ἢ πὼς δὲν ὑπάρχουνε ἔμποροι
ἢ πὼς ὑπάρχουνε πολὺ λίγοι σε ἀπόκεντρα
σημεῖα τῆς γῆς ὅπου ἀκόμη δὲν ἔγιναν ἁμαξωτοὶ δρόμοι.
Τὸ ἐλπίζει ὁ Θεὸς
πὼς τουλάχιστο μὲς στοὺς λυγμοὺς τῶν ποιητῶν
δὲν θὰ πάψει νὰ ὑπάρχει ποτὲς ὁ παράδεισος.
A smaller world
A smaller world
(Diary, translated by Rick Μ. Newton)
Ι seek a shore where Ι can fence in
a patch of the horizon with
trees or reeds. Where, gathering infinity,
Ι can have the sense that: there are nο machines
or very few; there are nο soldiers
or very few; there are nο weapons
or very few, and those few aimed at the exit
of the forests with wolves; or that there are nο merchants
or very few at remote
points οn the earth where
paved roads have not yet been laid.
God hopes that
at least in the poets᾿ sobs paradise will never cease to exist.