Art Webbings

hours of passion
and finesse
elevating her craft
to priceless
handknit lace
converted to
cardigans
delicate as 
spider webbings
customized
exquisite
works of art



AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Mcguire Avatar
January 28, 2019 at 7:43 PM
This one reminds me of our grandmother who "Tatted". She created fine snowflake doilies just by tying knots. Thanks for the memory
Gauthier Avatar
January 28, 2019 at 7:56 PM
So sad that it's a lost art, Timothy.
Faulkner Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 4:07 PM
So delicately expressed with such tenderness, beautiful!
Gauthier Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 8:19 PM
Thank you, Michelle. My sister was an amazing knitter in her day.
Duet Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 11:41 AM
Nice tribute to an artisan. :D
Gauthier Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 8:19 PM
Thank you so much, Carole.
Krutsinger Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 1:26 AM
My own mother used to tat lace collars for sweaters that she knitted, and there was truly nothing more exquisite. This brought back many lovely beautiful memories of gorgeous tattings and laces created by her. Arthritis has her fingers by the clutches now, and she knits baby afghans, and hats and mittens for children, to keep it at bay.
Gauthier Avatar
January 26, 2019 at 10:18 AM
That is wonderful. Thanks for sharing, Caren.
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