Back in 1970, when even buying a banana was a luxury we could ill afford and I was consumed with the ills of poverty and tragedy,I found a way to create. Not from kits or patterns,but scraps of thread I scrounged and an old pillowcase. I don't know where I got the pattern for the cat embroidery. It wasn't a transfer (couldn't afford that), and I can't remember if I made it up or not? I do remember sitting on the settee in what was once my nana's council house, and was now our home, and all the woes of the world were held at snarling bay as I stitched away.
I look at it now and remember each stitch, the pain is gone, and what remains is a beautiful reminder that a life nurtured can blossom.
"Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good"