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I was inspired by Wilma’s photo on giraffes and I thought of the cross stitch I did years ago on the same subject. Back in the nineties, one of the Asst. Vice-Presidents (my boss) of the bank taught some of us to do cross stitching. I was hooked making so many projects some of which I gifted to my close friends. I even joined exhibits before. My eyesight is no longer that good for those small stitches. Here’ s a frame of my own giraffe Wilma. It’s still has pride of place in one corner of our wall.

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There is this feature on Facebook called On this Day.You get to see  old photos and shout outs you posted several years ago. Then I saw an album with the great Filipino artist Manny Baldemor. I know I blogged about him here before that I was simply overjoyed seeing our photos again. I copied two.  I was still into cross stitching when I took  photos of the event.

Two of his paintings Fruits of Labor  and Good Harvest were  translated into cross stitch.  It was a lovely afternoon spent with fellow cross-stitchers and art enthusiasts. Below are  the original paintings among so many that he did as an artist and a great painter.

Good Harvest was also translated into cross-stitch by DMC thread.

He is the first famous Filipino painter that I’ve met personally. and he was so gracious with his time entertaining questions about his works.

 

 

 

 

 

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I spent my grade school years in our province then transferred later here in Manila to pursue high school studies.

We used to have this subject Home Economics (for girls) when I was in Grade V and Grade VI.  There was a small building separate from the classrooms with a porch, a small sala, dining room, a bedroom, toilet and a kitchen with installed wood stove.  That’s where I learned a lot of the practical tips on maintaining a clean house, table setting, the proper use of different plates and utensils and all the accoutrements  that goes with housekeeping. I  learned to cook rice when I was around seven years old, and I learned further during my grade school years.

We held lectures at the dining room sitting on the table and some chairs while listening to our teacher. she taught us how to do simple embroidery and my first project was a handkerchief, the design was traced on a tracing paper with small holes in it so the blue color of the design would appear at one end of the cloth.  Our teacher also taught us simple pattern for a night-gown and embroider the edges  of the gown once we finished sewing it.  Crocheting is another thing that I learned and we made center table pieces before the school year ended.

What I like best were the times we spent in the kitchen. I learned my first menu there.  You  might laugh, it was an omelette. Next came fruit preserving and simple task like frying meat and fish.

When I was in high school we also had  Home Economics, We were taught how to make bags, decor and other things. I made my first dress during my first year but a part of it was done by mom 🙂 By the way, I bought my first  sewing machine when I got married, a manual Singer but the casing was destroyed by the flood back in 2009 so I gave it to one of my cousins.  I mend clothes nowadays, those shirts  and shorts we use every day that need mending  but it’s by hand.

While I was working at Bank of the Phil. Islands, our big boss taught us how to do cross-stitching. I still have four frames hanging as wall decor and several Aida cloth and finished  unframed cross-stitch projects. I find it hard now to use Aida and thread a needle.  I’ve saved my  first Christmas project but the cloth has turned a bit yellowish.

I miss cross-stitching and doing embroidery and crochet but  I no longer have a 20/20 vision so I just concentrate on our small garden.

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We no longer use these frames as Christmas decorations. I remember that they are included in the earlier cross-stitch works I did many, many years ago. The Aida  cloth  I used in one of the frames is now yellowed with age.  I still keep them of course, for sentimental reasons. They are part of beautiful memories from past Christmas celebrations we had.

Sometimes, memories slip through our fingers  but they remain buried somewhere in our hearts, never to be forgotten but always remembered with pleasure.

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