Natalie and Charlie lived in what had been the Lutheran Teacherage -- where the (unmarried) women teachers at the Lutheran school had boarded. The house originally had three rooms down and three rooms up, 16x16x16. There was a wide hall with a very steep staircase. The wall up the stairs was lined with framed redwork pillow shams.
I was smitten. I had discovered needlework (mostly needlepoint but also other embroidery). I loved antiques. I was earning a living and setting up housekeeping, defining my tastes and starting collections -- and redwork was among them.
Redwork has been extensively documented and described (here is just one example). Technically I purchased "outline embroidery" because they weren't all red floss-on-white. My collection remained modest because as much as I admired redwork it didn't fit my decor (and was not to my husband's taste). The redwork stayed in a box in the Deep Stash.
Quiltville Inn . I wrote to offer my collection to her and she said yes! I took pictures before I put the pieces in the shipping box -- but I didn't iron them because then I'd have had second and third thoughts.
These shams are unhemmed. I always thought the child's eyes (on the right) were scary.
Some of the pieces are beautifully finished. The fabric was fine percale.
Oops -- someone's floss was not colorfast.
Peacocks were a popular motif.
The German piece is embroidered on ribcord fabric. The top piece folds over, like a reverse pillow-tuck. The housecleaning scene makes me think that this was for a daybed off a kitchen, maybe. (The ribcord is too heavy to be a curtain.)
The pieces on the right are Swedish.
This is a 100+-year-old UFO.
And some pieces I'm keeping . . . for the time being, at any rate.
When I had a guest room these were over the twin beds.
I don't always remember when/where I buy specific pieces, but I do recall this: an antiques store in Naples, Maine, circa 1993. The fabric is a heavy-ish twill and it must've been hard to poke the needle through.
It says:
Ring out the old
Ring in the new
Ring out the false
Ring in the true
(In Memoriam by Tennyson)
.....certainly a good thought for the new year!