Wednesday 27 March 2013

AMAZING NEWS: Our First Show!

AMAZING NEWS!!  - Heartmade Fibres is thrilled to announce 
our first show appearance this June!


Can you believe it? 

Vermeers Garden Centre is a local, family-owned business located in Welland, Ontario. As longtime fans of the beautiful blooms they feature each season, we are THRILLED to have this be our first public showing. It is truly an honour to be included alongside other local etsy artisans from the Niagara region. More details, including a list of items we pan to stock for the show  - coming soon.

June will be here before we know it and we've got lots of work to do!


With very full hearts, 
xoxo

Friday 22 March 2013

Support Hose, yes please!

We have hosiery to shape and contour our legs; support bras for our chests; undergarments that support our expanding midriffs, thighs and heines.




As women we have strapped, sucked, and shimmied into a thousand and one forms of support and this is coming from a 30 something. I haven't even ventured into the world of support socks or back supports, support bars for bath tubs, and stairs, though all of those I could use on a daily basis. We use bath salts to soak our aching muscles; creams, gels and potions to fight gravity and "lift and fill" those wrinkles. Sprays to hide age spots, firming gels, cellulite creams, hair removal lotions and waxes to support us while we age (or try to minimize it). Deodorants perfumes, and body sprays that support our social lives. We use insoles, orthopedics and shoes to help us "walk on a cloud" ; multi-vitamins, juices and oils to help us support a healthy immune system; Flax, brans and multi-grains to support our ...well, lets just use the word "heine" again. Yogurts to help build strong bones and support our digestive system. Protein bars, and shakes to support us in weight loss or weight gain...and I know Im missing a thousand and one other forms of physical support we use to keep our bodies working well. As women and as human beings we all need support.


         Maybe I forgot another type of support?


Obviously this is not going to be a post about finding the best support hose out there (but if you have suggestions feel free to share).... its about the wonderful feeling, the calming feeling brought about by support. Not by physical support- because that often involves discomfort, pain and sacrifice. (One word, Corset.) But the emotional support of having what I like to refer to as my "cosmic support system." Those people that were thrown into my life- by chance, NO! By fate, by will, by cosmos....whatever you call it. Those who refer to me as friend, and daughter, mommy and wife, colleague, sister and auntie.

They step in when I need them. When I have third degree steam burns from ironing my quilts all night. (Umm those cool Kurt Cobain calluses have nothing on this girl - Oh Oh Solarcaine supports healing!!) Knowing there is always someone to share the load with. To share your life with. To take over when you are overwhelmed and misguided; questioning your decisions and hearing voices inside of your head.

I have family. I have friends. Likely most of you who are reading this can relate. They help out with childcare, rescue me when I hit a car, when my car won't start, or when I inevitably injure myself and can't walk for days. They are the ones who guide me through my troubles, share in my successes, and support me as I dream, and dream and dream. Sigh, I think I need a tea.

The question I have for today is, how do you thank those people who offer continual, unconditional support? The ones who do it without being asked, without question - those who offer the home cooked meals when you are working until 5. The ones who drive you to the airport so you don't have to sit in an airport shuttle for hours - stop..go...stop...go.


 Well, I thank my bras by hand washing and air drying. I thank my control top pantyhose by occasionally taking them out dancing. I thank my arches by never dawning a pair of high heels, unless there is no way around it. But how in the heck can you thank people who want no thanks - who give without parameters, and expect nothing in return? They do those thankless jobs that I are am completely unaware of, they do them because they love me and they don't ever expect recognition.

OOPS forgot my prenatal vitamin this morning ..one sec.

  Starting this business both H and I have felt nothing but support. Just yesterday a mutual friend of ours (who has since moved away, Booo) shared our store link with her FB family and friends. It included a thoughtful write-up that made us both feel honoured. We didn't ask, we didn't ever expect, the only reason we knew this had happened was because she linked to our shop. This world I tell you. Full of people who are willing to offer support. Who are willing to be positive forces, helpful, and selfless.

 

How can we thank you?

 

How can two words mean enough?

 

Offer thanks for what is in your life everyday; those things you overlook without intention, and those people who deserve a world of thanks.

I would also like to thank the inventor of spandex. (and not for bicycle shorts)

 

xo

 

 

 

Wednesday 20 March 2013

A Blast From The Past


 Needlework is a traditional craft. It began out of necessity, of course; women stayed in the home, stitching, mending and knitting to provide clothing for their families. With every changing generation, and technological advances, knitting, sewing and mending became less of a daily chore. Thankfully these skills have been preserved and passed down from one generation to the next. What was once a household requirement could now be done not just for function but for fun. A hobby. A craft. A form of art. At Heartmade we take inspiration from everything around us - and sometimes it's nice to take a walk through the past and be reminded of old patterns, old styles, old techniques. To pay homage to the generations of women who stitched with their whole hearts long before we could thread a needle....Plus who doesn't love exploring antique shops?? 

Check out some of these fun finds...


Traditional Quilts


Century Old Children's Dresses



Ohhhh the 70s!



Pay a visit to a local antique store near you and take in the sights (and smells!) of the past - and- be sure to visit our friends at Hindsvik and browse through their collection of vintage finds <3 


Monday 18 March 2013

Good Things Come To Those Who Wait


Special order from France


They're Finally here!

Our very own Heartmade Fibres tags have finally arrived from France and they are beautiful! We are both proud and ecstatic to put our very own labels on our Heartmade goods. It's such an amazing feeling to see an actual label on our finished products. Big Sigh. Things feel very real right now!!


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In other shop news..... we went shopping :)


A sanctuary for knitters/quilters

Stitch is a local fabric and yarn boutique nestled in the quaint town of Jordan. Shopping there is both an exercise in restraint and an experience for the senses...the most luscious colours and textures fill this tiny shop. Everywhere you look inspiration abounds:













If you are looking for quality materials, look no further. This is not a big box craft store.
This is the real deal, and it's real addictive.

Mary cracking open her wallet
Stay tuned for some gorgeous new projects inspired by our shopping trip, coming soon....

Wednesday 13 March 2013

Not even a star in the sky

When you turn on your car radio at 6am to start your day, and Joni Mitchell's "Help Me" is the first song you hear, you know its going to be a day of struggles. 


Today ladies and gentlemen, is my first "about the rest of my life blog post." And its not going to be about the warm hug a comfy cup of soup can offer (I wish), because this mornings events were not comfy, and were not warm.

I hit a parked car. A parked car, that was parked in my driveway. That was parked there by me, the night before. I did this at 6am on my way into work. Joni Mitchell said it best, "Help Me."


Background: My family; Husband, Son, Daughter and myself live in the country; a rural hiatus, an escape from suburbia, a batcave of sorts. We love our back roads filled with horses, our front yard that sees the occasional deer and tobbaggon and the darkness the night brings with our unlit streets and a sky painted with stars. 

This, "unlit" quality that I cherish at night brings a harsh reality at my 5 am wake-up time, and my 6 am trip to work. Tea in hand, toast and peanut butter thrown on a paper towel on my way out. I walk into the night. The night that is really morning masked in darkness with a hint of earl grey, and the black car in my driveway about to get run over. BY.ME. My mothers car, that she had leant us, innocently parked. Me behind the wheel of our new van. Not quite the "soccer mom" safe driving I am usually known for. 

I cry. I am 7 months pregnant and this is the first thing that has brought me to tears in those 7 months. I cry because I know I have to tell my husband. I cry because its 6 am and Im tired. I cry because I know its going to cost a fortune to fix. I cry because I know when I tell my Mother the news, she is going to say something like: " Don't worry about it, everything is ok!" or better yet she will apologize to me. AND I cry because I'm 7 mths pregnant and all I want to do at that moment is drink a bottle of my favourite wine and crawl back into bed.

I know, 6 am "pops" how classy!

Then reality hits. I find a quiet moment to read the new blog post by h; about knit sweaters and pancetta. I see how far our business has come in such a short time. I feel lucky, humbled and embarrassed all at once. I sit, and let my mind be at ease. Perspective sets in.

No matter how crappy the weather, how hard things feel in the moment, I know they will get better. I know this because my children fill me with hope and wonder. Because sewing reminds my heart of its passion. Because my husband can turn unnecessary auto body work into a comedic event and because homemade soup repairs my soul and makes me feel 'fuller.'

Put life into perspective. Fall, pick yourself up, call your Mother for advice. Repeat.
(Unless you have just hit her car)


I rarely wear socks or jackets. I love fully sharpened HB pencils, the smell of skunks, and making sugar cookies. I believe in family and friends first, that someone WILL invent a way to install spell check in my brain and that life goes on. I have watched every episode of Gilmore Girls at least 7 times, I put butter and sugar on my pancakes, and I love toasted tomato sandwiches with garden tomatos and mayo.



Life is fun, even if you drive into a parked car and announce it to a million people on a blog post. Humbling, embarrassing and uplifting.

Looks like we're having soup for dinner tonight!

Its Quilting Month!! See our link under Tutorials for a few great quilting pointers from ETSY

Tuesday 12 March 2013

As warm as a knit sweater

The focus of this blog will mainly be about our shop, our products and our adventures in starting a new business. But some of the time it will be about the rest of our lives. This is the beginning of the 'rest of my life' portion, and it begins, with soup. 



Just as I was getting excited about the rising temperatures and the promise of spring (yesterday even smelled like rain mmm) the temp. dropped again. Today's grey skies and near freezing weather report had me craving comfort food. So I whipped up a pot of Minestrone soup. Soup is like a warm hug, isn't it? And with all the veggie goodness in this recipe it's sure to have the run-down and over-tired, (me), back to 100% in no time.

First off, I love soup. And I love making soup. I hosted Christmas lunch this year before traveling to my cousin's house for her Christmas dinner, and for Christmas lunch, I served soup. That's how much I love it.

The secret to any good soup is that it has to start off with a good amount of fat. I'm counting calories and watching weight like everyone else, but without a fat source, your soup is basically boiled veggies in broth. barf. The flavour comes from the fat and this soup has it in spades: pancetta. There are a lot of things in this recipe that I will say are optional: home made stock vs store bought, dried bay leaf vs fresh. But what can not be compromised are the following: you must use pancetta, you must use good, fresh basil, you must use penne, or another thick noodle, you must have a delicious piece of crusty bread or garlic bread to accompany your soup and for goodness sakes people use some good quality, grated Parmesan cheese to top it all off. If you've never scraped cheese off a spoon with your teeth you're missing out on one of life's great pleasures.

 This recipe is adapted from Rachel Ray's  and was delicious as is, just tweaked for my own preferences. To prepare; first, chop all your vegetables, fairly finely. Thinly chop your pancetta as well. 


 I use a vintage kitchen scale to get all my measurements correct. If you don't have a kitchen scale, I reccommend 2-3 smallish size zucchini. Only one if you're using a home grown large size zuch.

The original recipe does not call for potatoes.  I like to use small, red potatoes, with skins on, quartered or halved depending on their size. It makes the soup even more hardy and reminds me of the soups my great grandmother used to make. We're Eastern European- potatoes go in everything!



Add olive oil to your pot over medium high heat. I like to use my le creuset dutch oven, but any good size soup pot will do. When oil is hot, add your pancetta. Let it brown for a few minutes (2-3).
Once it has browned, add all your other cut veggies: carrot, zucchini, onion, celery, potatoes, garlic, and your bay leaf. I used fresh today but I use dry too and it works just as well. Also a generous helping of salt and pepper.  Throw it all in and let it cook together until veggies are tender but not overdone (if we wanted mushy veggies we'd open a can of store bought soup!) . I cook mine for 7ish minutes.


When your veggies are cooked, add in one can of white kidney beans and the strained tomatoes (or whatever tomato option you choose) I use slightly less tomato base than the original recipe. Lastly, add the chicken stock. I've used both homemade and store bought when I make this recipe- I promise it's delicious either way, so it's up to you and probably depends on how much time you have to be in the kitchen. Turn up the heat, cover and let come to a boil. And here's where things get a little different. The original recipe calls for you to add the penne after the soup comes to a boil, however you should do this only if you plan on eating/serving the entire pot of soup right away. Otherwise the noodles become bloated and limp and it will turn into more of a stew than a soup. If you are serving right away, go ahead and add the noodles to your boiled pot, if you plan to freeze your soup, or want the leftovers for lunches the next day; follow this step (kind of like choose your own adventure in cooking!): I boil a separate pot of water to cook my noodles in. So at this point, turn on that pot of water. Your two pots should come to a boil around the same time. When they do, take the lid off the pot with the soup in it, continue to let it boil, uncovered for the same length of time it takes your noodles to cook to el dante in the pot of water. 
side by side pots keeps noodles firm and soup from being stoup!


 Once your noodles are cooked, turn down the temp on the soup pot to a simmer, and add a handful of torn, fresh basil (THE best smell in the world) while you strain your pasta.


I add a handful of noodles to the bottom of my soup bowl, and ladle the soup right on top. When packing leftovers, try putting a serving size amount of noodles in a baggie to pack with your container of soup, add them to the bowl once you've re-heated your soup thoroughly. Perfect work lunch! Top with a healthy dose of Parmesan cheese & pair with a good hunk of bread and your warm hug awaits! 

 
Recipe:

Minestrone Soup - adapted from Racheal Ray

2Tbs evoo
1/4 lbs pancetta finely chopped
1lbs zucchini cut into strips lengthwise (discard seedy centers) and then cut into small pieces
2 ribs of celery with leafy tops, finely chopped
1 small carrot, finely chopped
1 onion, finely chopped
a handful of baby red potatoes, halved or quartered depending on size; skins on. 
1 bay leaf
2 cloves of garlic, finely chopped
 salt and pepper
4 cups chicken stock
1 15oz can of white kidney beans, rinsed
12 oz strained tomatoes
1/4 penne
handful of fresh basil, torn
fresh parmigiano cheese.

Now that my stomach is full and my heart is warm.... back to knitting xo






Sunday 10 March 2013

Crossing t's and dotting i's



h is for heather



 Today is the day. A big day. It's the day we are submitting our application for one the largest, most renowned craft shows in our area, Balls Falls. It's what we've been working towards since we first got the idea of starting Heartmade in our dreamy little heads.

Each year Mary and I travel to Balls Falls together. My birthday falls that weekend, as does Thanksgiving, and it's become a bit of a tradition. We visit the vendors, snack on all the delicious treats that you only indulge in once a year; fried dough, and fry-truck french fries with gravy.... I love getting bundled up and shopping for local hand made treasures, and this year; fingers crossed, we may be a part of it all!

A local landmark, the park is near and dear to our hearts for another special reason; it is where, this past summer, Mary and Her Mister had their wedding reception. It was the. most. perfect. day. The Wedding of all weddings with each detail especially heartmade to celebrate their love, and their lives. It was a celebration of family and friendships and all the thoughtful, handmade touches meant the whole day was deeply personal - made even more special by the location. Such a gorgeous backdrop to celebrate the love of your life. 

It's starting to feel a little like fate, isn't it?

Shopping online is a breeze. It's fast, easy, point and click. But there is still nothing like getting to hold an item in your hands. Feel the fabric, the weight, the textures. Try it on and decide which colour brings out the real you. These are the moments I'm excited for, should we be chosen to join the show; getting to interact with the customers and hopefully turn some passersby into Haertmade Fans.

And so we've been working, prepping, getting ready.. and our application is almost finished,

rough draft application


almost ready to submit. A whole portfolio style binder to show who we are, and what we are about. 

We've got all our materials ready to keep working night and day, 
m is for mary


fabric city



wool and cotton, hemp and silk
and our products are piling up, waiting to go to new homes. 


pewter scarf

bib display


Thanks to everyone for their support so far, and please 
wish us luck on this next phase of our adventure.
-heather&mary
xo

Daylight Savings, SAVINGS!

One good thing should come out of losing an hour of sleep, right? You tried to go to bed early, you tried to tell your body what was going to happen to it, and still; lethargy. 

Your kid's body rhythms will be out of whack thanks to the changing the clocks and that means you will be out of whack too. The grumpiness, the random strikes of hunger and snacking, that gross, hung-over feeling. 

 What if there was a way I could make you feel better about it all? Something to take the edge off a a little? 

 How about in celebration of Daylight Savings we are offering FREE SHIPPING all day! 

 Enter promo code DAYLIGHT to save on all domestic shipping order TODAY ONLY

Saturday 9 March 2013

Signed, Sealed, Delivered; We're Yours!


We were busy beavers over at the shop today!


Lots of big things are happening at the shop that we are excited to share with you soon: new products, a new spring line, new deals, and hopefully a BIG craft show appearance all TBA shortly. With so much to talk about, so many decisions to be made and so much to get done (not to mention 3 kids and 2 full-time jobs and other commitments) you'd think we'd be exhausted - and you'd be right. 

Have you ever been unable, or unwilling to fall asleep because your reality is better than anything you could dream? That's where I'm at right now. My head is swimming with so much excitement I have to talk myself into closing my eyes and letting go. What a wonderful blessing that is. What luck it is to be us! 

And so today we met, to discuss and plan and dream and do. Labels, cards, packaging. Photos to take and edit and details to iron out. And our first sales to be shipped. Our houses are a mess, our minds are a jumble but our hearts beat loud and clear. 

With love, 
Heartmade 


Friday 8 March 2013

International Womens Day

Hashtags Unite Today; Its International Womens Day!

Today we are reminded to open our eyes to the treatment of women globally, and demand change in this world of ours; advocate, and protect your daughters, wives, mothers, sisters, cousins, aunts.

 This is a must see video, especially today.



"Our hands, our hearts, for change". Perhaps the slogan for an HMFibres fundraiser ? I will have to discuss with partner, and get back to you. She's better at posting shop announcements :)

xo

Thursday 7 March 2013

Portrait of An Artist.


This is Aelita Andre. She is a 5 year old painter, 
and she will make you believe in everything good in the world. 

Watching something this beautiful, and inspiring makes you just want to 
get up and do something, doesn't it? 

Take a few minutes and and watch her work; it's magical, I promise.  




I mean, really?  It's haunting.  Frightening.  Hair -raising.  And fills me so full of hope for the future.
 

Let's go, create.

-xo

Wednesday 6 March 2013

A Painting In a Painting, In a Painting



What inspires you to create?


1600 Jelly Roll Quilt, Riley Blake Seaside

I started my latest project earlier this week. I call it my "Ode to Summer" Quilt for family picnics in the park, and spontaneous road trips - so my two kids can fall alseep cuddled up underneath one blanket; perhaps to become a sleepover tent , a cave for the Boogie Monster, or an escape during tickle time.

Once I stood back and looked at the colours, and fabrics I realized that I had started a painting months ago that reminded me of this quilt. I pulled it out of the "archive" of paintings I have and started into it again.
A quilt inspired by a painting? Or a painting inspired by a quilt.
A life inspired by creation. How lucky am I?



Still a work in progress, yes. Oil paints, solvents mineral thinners going to my head, yes!

Thank you to my partner in crime, Heather who has inspired me to get my butt in gear and do what I love doing. Paint, stitch..repeat. Life is more meaningful when you are following the beat of your heart.

Just make sure you never confuse your tea cup with your paint water cup. The outcome is icky.
xox