People often ask why I decided to become a needlepoint designer, and it seems to be a logical progression of a passion begun when I was very small when my grandmother taught me how to embroider. French knots were my favorite and we sat side by side embroidering pillowcases by the hour. Growing up I was always embroidering flowers on my blouses and dish towels, and hand-stitching hems of napkins and tablecloths and all kinds of things.

Every New Year’s Day when the boys (Dad and my brothers) were watching marathon football, my Mom and I got out needle and thread and the sewing machine and made bags for good luck. Each year something different. One year it was a toe shoe bag, one year a coin purse, etc.

The first needlepoint project that I remember is a whimsical caterpillar rug designed by my dad, who could draw anything. My mom and I stitched it in tent stitch in heavy wool. (It’s about 3 feet long)

Unfortunately, the green marker he used wasn’t colorfast, and the white parts of the butterfly are now partly green. If you look at the back of the canvas it is a primer in how not to execute the continental stitch, and is entirely catawampus and never been blocked, but the joy of creating a family project transcended all that. We had so much fun!

As I pursued a career in professional music, I enjoyed stitching projects just for fun. Six years ago I decided to try my hand at designing and started with a series of hanging valentines and small flower canvases. I always strive for the elegant, and my simple canvases often evolve to a higher level as stitching brings them to life.