I can never remember how to spell "silhouette," one of many words I regularly misspell. In the past, fortunately, silhouettes were called "shades," which is much easier to remember.
For the past few months, I have been attending a monthly craft group for historic crafts. So far, we've done knitting, crochet (missed that one), hairwork, and silhouettes.
Obviously, I know how to knit, but I enjoyed watching someone teach an entire room full of newbies. The hairwork class was also very fun. We got a chance to look at a ton of originals.
Some were much better done than others.
Seeing the less skillfully done wreaths took off a little of the pressure of perfection.
Most pieces are undated and in some ways undateable.
Some can be dated if there's a photograph of the deceased.
This one is dated.
Later, we practiced the craft ourselves using embroidery floss. One of the joys of this event for me is sitting on a silken, tufted chair to do my crafting. Silly, I know.
Last week, a professional silhouette artist came in and walked us through the process. It would be a hoot to do at a reenactment, if I could figure out a simple substitute for a glue stick. We laughed a ton at our attempts, but I really enjoyed it, especially as someone who doesn't feel particularly artistic. Crafty, yes, but not artistic.
married, knitter, wearer of pet hair, dancer, little bit of a rock star. Oh, and if I mention anything about students, rest assured that I have changed their names, gender, age, and any other identifying features. Or maybe I don't even teach and am making it all up.