Hooking

The best way I’ve found to keep a touch of nervousness at bay is to do something that requires creativity. Even as I write this there may be a queue of well-dressed people waiting to taste the chocolate truffles E & E, short for the proprietresses of Seductions Chocolates, have slaved over. Or not, and that’s where the nervousness comes into play. It’s best right now if I keep busy.

I have a wool rug I’m hooking and it is calling to me to work on it. The rug will end up in the half bath which, as it looks now, is a cold room. It’s a simple design with a horse. I’m new to rug hooking and didn’t want to go too far afield with my first attempt at designing my own rug. So, it’s a horse I traced from a boot scraper I’ve had for a long time. Very basic. Not as basic as the first thought I had and then discarded for the half bath, PISS OFF, but still, and it is going fairly well.

My next design is very far afield. I’ll be translating a quilt design I saw on the cover of a magazine into a large hooked rug. A wind blown tree on a small knoll with leaves swirling down and around. It won't be an original design, but it will give me practice that will stretch my talents.

I find rug hooking to be very soothing and meditative. Not unlike the process of making chocolate truffles. I suppose if I ever improve my hooked rugs to the extent that I present them to the public, I’ll have to find something else to do to keep the nerves from frazzling.

Truffle anyone?