After living for many years in California, I recently moved with my husband to the lovely
city of Portland, Oregon. Our home is full of hand-hooked rugs, miniature collections,
books, and music. For almost 30 years I've kept a journal, illustrated with drawings
and watercolors. I usually spend several hours each day working on my needlework.
Having it in my hands brings me peace.
When I was a child growing up in Singapore, we did not have television, so much time
was spent dreaming, reading, and learning to knit and sew. I made garments for my
dolls and teddy bears, and created furniture from empty matchboxes and wooden thread
spools. It was not until I was in my thirties and had moved to the United States
that I finally acquired a miniature dollhouse. It was relatively easy to obtain
miniature furniture for it, but floor coverings were hard to find. After some
experimentation, I found a needlework stitch called "French knots" that gave a nubbly,
almost hand-hooked look to my rugs -- and I was on my way.
I drew a simple pattern onto cotton backing material and set to work. Working with
French knots was like painting with thread -- all I had to do was outline an area of
the design and then fill in the area with knots.
After finishing the first little rug, I began a more elaborate design of a Pennsylvania
Dutch horse and stars. That was about twenty years ago. Since then I have
made hundreds of miniature rugs in various sizes. Many are in my dollhouses and
many more have gone to collectors around the world.