Yards of Possibilities

129twigandvine—Yards of PossibilitiesThe mailman pulled up outside the studio door—always a good sign that he comes bearing something he can’t squeeze into the mailbox.

Today’s package came all the way from Belarus. Yards and yards of unbleached natural linen, and several yards of an irresistible micro stripe. Ever since I purchased my linen apron in November I’ve been intrigued by the linen of Russia and eastern Europe. And now I have my hands on some.

This linen smells like a field of flax. I sniffed it and felt waist deep in grasses and flowers.

Denise sourced it for ilo collective and ordered a sample yard or two. We got together and made an initial group of household items from that first batch. The pillow has an outer case of linen and inner case of ticking. Wandering hand-stitches complement the raw edge. A version with a magenta linen insert is also on the shop. Then Denise made a gorgeous apron, and several zippered bags with color accents. All on the shop too.

Who knows where else this linen will lead us.

Off wandering in the field of flax, am I. 129twigandvine–ilo collective linen items, etsy

In the Studio, Textile Journal Covers

129twigandvine—in the studio, journal covers by ilo collective, etsy

A blue and green flowered skirt, a blue lace shift and a deep orange shirt were among the garments Denise and I scissored up to make four fabric covers for composition books last Friday. Here are the results of our two hour book fest in the studio. We took these to Zuzu’s in Norwich, Vermont. More new items are appearing on the henhouse and ilo shop this week.

I’m pretty fond of the orange and pear. Do you have a favorite?

There will be more.

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Thinking of India During a Snowstorm

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The snow is piling up, just as they said. For once the hype seems true. My main happiness is watching it obscure all the broken branches under the trees, and the last piles of garden debris I raked up but never hauled to the compost pile. And then there is the copious amount of horse manure down in the field. I’m pretty happy to see it fully erased from the kitchen table view.

All these things were bared after our first snows melted in rain two weeks ago. Winter’s game of peekaboo continues.

Hidden. Revealed. Hidden. Revealed.

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Here is some eye candy I’ve been taking in this morning—visions of handmade textiles in India. Somehow I stumbled on the above image of sewing hands and traced it to The Weavers, in New Delhi, India.

At this writing their website is under construction, but here is a link to show you more of their lovely wares.

Vivid color, tactile beauty and handmade design befitting a snowy day.

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DIY, Felt Upcycled Mittens

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On New Years Day I went to the studio. I thought I’d start the new year by making something.

{A precedent to set for the year.}

{A need to get my hands working with fiber after being up to my elbows in holiday food and wrapping paper for a few weeks.}

The pile of felted sweaters caught my eye and it was time to cut and play with all those rich wool colors. A striped Scottish scarf is what really firmed up my plans that day, and I set about tracing my hand on a paper bag, digging into the stash of tshirts for seam tags and lining, and hitting the cutting mat and sewing machine without a backward glance.

This is the first of three sets of mittens I’ve made. The design possibilities are endless. The freehand embellishment alone can make my head spin. I love freehand sewing on most anything, but the cut mitten shape allows for a worthy canvas upon which to watch the thread spin and whirl into imagined fiddlehead fern shapes or lightning bolt zig zags. I think I’ll do some raw edge applique or soutache designs next.

A few tips:

PATTERN: lay your hand on paper and trace it leaving an extra 1/2″ or more all around, BUT leave less at the top of your thumb and fingers. You want comfortable width for your mittens, but if they are much longer than your finger and thumb they’ll feel uncomfortable. I modified my pattern after sewing this pair, and also modified this pair to fit more snugly. They are downright perfect. THUMB: do be sure to have enough width for the thumb because you don’t want it to fit too tightly side to side.

SEAMS: I stitched 1/4″ seams but them trimmed the curves and cut straight into the seam between thumb and main part of mitten so the final mitten lays flat. When I sewed the inner thumb I back-stitched a little for extra strength at that seam knowing I’d need to trim close to it.

STITCH LENGTH: I used a short stitch (length of 2) for these mittens to assure that they are warm and don’t let too much draft through the seams. The tshirt lining adds a great deal of extra draft-proofing and warm and is worth the additional steps.

LINING: When putting lining inside the finished mitten, the mitten will be turned right side out. I put the lining on my hand (wrong side out) and then put my hand right into the mitten, making sure that the lining and the seams are comfortably lined up (especially the thumb) before doing the final pinning and sewing of the wrist area.

IDEAS: For the next two pairs I mixed sweaters to have two different fronts and backs on each mitten. The possibilities are endless.

The Studio of Mofa Barcelona

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Barcelona. We loved our week there in April of this year, and still chatter about it when we cook bacalao or sip a glass of cava.

What sealed my love for Barcelona was the creative use of textiles and design that was on display in every corner of the city. In the face of economic hardship, the artisans of this Mediterranean city are using fabric and thread in ways both inventive and inspiring.

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When Monica Farguell introduced herself by mail this fall, I glimpsed this Barcelona creativity again. Monica is a bag designer based on the hillside near Parc Guell in the city. She developed her brand Mofa Barcelona 2 years ago and is finding a great response to her colorful and creative work. She designs, produces and manufactures two new collections yearly in her own studio. She’s a one woman wonder.

Here is an interview I had with Monica, where she shares about her background and process. Enjoy.

1. Who taught you to sew?

I was never interested in sewing until a friend suggested we take a basic sewing class together, just for fun. That course changed my life as it awoke an interest in sewing I was never aware of. I started to make basic bags and experiment with fabrics and the reactions I received encouraged me to learn more and more until I finally decided to take a degree in Fashion Design. I am on the final leg of this journey and still learning.

2. Do others work with you, or do you design and sew alone?

I design and sew all the bags and purses that come from my studio, however my Mum cuts the fabric from the patterns I provide, which is of invaluable help.

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3. Is there a typical day at MOFA? Is this your full time work?

I’m on my last year of a Fashion Design course, so right now I work in the mornings and go to class in the afternoons. I don’t have a set routine for the mornings, I just plan the week ahead and work from day to day accordingly.

I release a biannual collection so there are some months where the work is all around design and inspiration and other months where it’s just about production. This works well as it means a wide variety of work and pace for me.

As an experienced Graphic Designer I do on occasion take commissions for small jobs to boost my income.

4. What inspires your designs?

I am inspired by life. I really enjoy expressing my experiences. If I feel happy, my collection will be very colourful and my themes will be something that makes me feel good. On the other hand I can be going through a blue period while designing a collection and the designs will be darker and not so flamboyant.

I don’t try to follow the fashion stereotypes of the moment, although I do take note of the coming season’s palette, to know what you will soon be seeing in the shop windows.

5. Anything else you’d like to share about yourself?

I have two main goals that I expect to make real someday.

One of them is to design my own printed textiles for my bags and I actually expect to do this very soon. I think that when you are creating a collection if you can bring the concept through from the very beginning of the process the finished article will be richer and of course you would get a far more exceptional piece.

My other goal is to design and create a collection of baby clothes. However, this is something for the future.

Mofa Barcelona website

Shop Mofa Barcelona on Etsy

Welsh Countryside on a London Street

Where I left you on Columbia Road in London, not so long ago, was Vintage Heaven and Cake Hole. Oh to be there today, nibbling cake and sipping tea. I am, however content to be here this morning. There is a dusting of snow on the hillside and animals waiting at the fence for breakfast. I am drinking tea. And there is good work to do.

This doesn’t stop me from a memory stroll on a Sunday morning in London.

Come along please.

Further along Columbia Road—past the drifts of tulips, hibiscus, and heather in the flower market (that filled that Sunday street)—I came upon Jessie Chorley and Buddug Humphrey’s treasure trove. Their shop, J&B, is self described as ‘A little bit of the Welsh Countryside in the city’.

Indeedy.

These two friends hale from Snowdonia, Wales, and bring the character of the place into everything they do. And then some.

The doorway was an arbor of handmade cardboard letters flanked by clothing embroidered in wonky letters and marvelous enameled jewelry, wall plates and sculptural cups adorned with words and whimsy. The characters of Jessie and Buddug (pronounced bu-th-ig) slowly came into focus. Jessie, the gal with needle and floss took hold of any scrap of cloth and turned it into art to wear or gaze upon. Buddug was the one who crafted enameled metal into jewelry and artwork adorned with handwriting and sketches.

I was struck speechless. I wandered around like a blithering idiot and I think I met Jessie. I mumbled incoherently and she probably took me for a simpleton.

{Struck simple by works of creativity, resourcefulness, good heartedness, beauty.}

Jessie gives sewing workshops! If you’re in London, check it out. Both women have interesting websites, blogs, on-line shops.

J&B Online Shop.

J&B Shop Blog.

Jessie’s website.

Buddug’s website.

Photo credits: all images in this post are from Jessie and Buddug’s various websites.

Petit Pan Paris


Early September, my last day in Paris. I was tired and pledged not to overdo it. Take photographs. Write notes. Draw sketches.

But Paris has a habit of luring me up streets and around corners.

In the end I walked about 1o miles.

The weather was good—the morning rain turning to sunshine, warm, no wind.

So walk I did.

First I wandered all over the Marais—one of my favorite areas in Paris, with its narrow streets, beautiful squares, and eclectic shops. Then I took the Metro north to the top of Montmartre. I had been here in April in dismal weather and wanted to explore it more. The area around Sacré Coeur was overrun so I started down the steps from the hilltop.

I missed a turn for a Metro stop, and since Montmartre is on a steep hillside, I chose to keep walking downhill instead of climbing hundreds of steps.

If I hadn’t made that mistake I wouldn’t have stumbled upon Petit Pan, a tiny shop of enchantments. A mobile of handsewn dotted mushrooms (I love mushrooms!) in the window drew me in to a narrow shop lined with bolts of ditzy print fabrics, patterned paper boxes and journals, silk butterflies hanging down from the ceiling. Further in there were inventive children’s clothes and bedding. And that’s what I can remember. There was so much more.

The unusual color combinations and pattern mixes the designers used raised my blood pressure. My head was buzzing with ideas. I bought a few small things with my dwindling cache of euros, and bid farewell to the friendly women at the counter.

A short distance away I settled into a bench in the square near the Abbesses Metro. A jazz guitarist played a familiar tune. The late summer sun slanted through the tree tops and glimmered on the carousel nearby. Page after page in my little notebook filled with sewing ideas, art sketches and things to tell friends. All percolating from my visit to that little shop.

Petit Pan
9 Rue Yvonne le Tac
Paris

There are several more locations in Paris. Perhaps you will stumble on one my design or by chance!

The photos above include items from Petit Pan, with a few from other places.
They are clockwise from top:
1. Haute Nouveauté vintage fabric sample, Porte de Vanves flea market
2. Patterned bias tape, Petit Pan
3. Vintage 35 ribbon, Porte de Vanves flea market
4. Soft aqua pink floral fabric, Liberty of London
5. Three rolls of patterned fabric, Petit Pan
6. Vintage button card, Porte de Vanves flea market

Stage Plays, a Blanket of Autumn Leaves

An autumn bed of leaves under our maple tree reminds me of a performance of Midsummer Night’s Dream that I saw in Stratford, England, when I was 19. It was the later 1980s. Life was my oyster.

Before the woodland scenes the stage crew rolled out a carpet of jumbled textile pieces, layered and sewn to resemble the forest floor. Puck, Oberon or Titania flitted about in the nets and branches that were suspended above. The stage lights cast dappled shadows onto the rumpled cloth collage and you could almost smell damp leaf mould. I thought at the time that I’d love to carpet a room with something like that someday.

Now it is that someday, and I sew lots of out-of-box things. No reason why I shouldn’t try t0 sew a textile carpet of raw-edged fragments.

Last night I saw the stage play Born Yesterday, produced by Northern Stage, and here I am looking at fallen leaves that remind me of a play from twenty years ago. When three friends invited me to join them last night I jumped at the chance, and this morning I’m basking in the starry afterglow of being to ‘the theee-uh-tuh.’

My parents were avid theatre-goers during my childhood, but I haven’t made it a habit. I completely forgot the thrill of sitting so near, seeing and feeling the energy come from the actors, and reacting with gasps or laughter in a collective way with the audience all around.

So many kinds of artistic expression are right here to grasp. I plan to book a seat for next month’s production and get back in the theatre habit.

Early Morning Studio

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This is what late August feels like-misty and chilly when we wake up. Our view is eclipsed by clouds that sit on our hilltop obscuring everything a few feet beyond the windows.

I am out in the studio at 7 am and the sun just broke through the fog. Outside me door jays are calling, the white pine is aglow, but all beyond it still lies behind that cloudy scrim.

By noon all hints of autumn will be lost again to August sun.

Six stacks of cloth, trims and bits await sewing today. Possibility!

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The Reveal

I spent the winter and spring on a labor of love which came into bloom a few weeks ago at the wedding of my brother-in-law Daryl, to the marvelous Deborah.

Remember all those ruffles I was making in April? They turned into flowers. Dozens of raw silk flowers, that I overlaid on garlands of lace leaves cut from Deborah’s mother’s veil, worn exactly 50 years ago. My parent’s celebrated their 50th anniversary on June 16, so it’s a special year for new promises and renewed ones.

Cutting the vintage lace made my heart fibrillate, but the near-heart attack subsided after the first few cuts. Each flower took on its own personality, and I came up with new techniques and ideas as I went.

Here is the dress.

Tomorrow I’ll show you the wedding.

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