a textile
for
shash's textile week.
this is
a crewel skirt
that
my grandma bought
in mexico
{i think}
in the 1950s.
i wore it to
a party
at
the textile museum
and
the museum people
went crazy over it.
this book
introduced me
to crewel.
then irealized
that this skirt
was a great example
of traditional
creweling.
someday
i will learn
how to crewel.
.. .. .. .. ..
i never knew
my grandmother
valerie
well.
she died
when i was 5.
she was
very crafty.
she
knitted
and
embroidered
and did all
sorts
of amazing things
{like dumpster-diving}.
my grandma in the skirt
she was
a very stylish lady.
my mom
has given me
many of her things
(usually
the things
too bright
or
too funky
for my sister).
i wish
that i had known her.
i wish
that we could have
traveled to france
{her birthplace}
together
and
knitted together...
so many
"i wish"s...
some day
i'll have
a daughter
and
i will name her
valerie.
have
a lovely weekend.
after monday
i will be
human
again.
can't wait.
xo
8 comments:
hi gwen,
what a wild skirt! and sweet post as usual. good luck on the exam!
amazing pola of your grandmother's skirt. so lovely. good luck on your test! you'll do great. xox
oh, it seems like she was an amazing woman {with great taste in skirts}!
oh such a cool skirt....
and a cool lady.
i think you do kind of "know" her...
hope test prep is going well....
what an amazing skirt & stylish grandmother! i picked up 2 pieces of crewel work at the local scrap place a coupla weeks ago. i'll post it on my blog soon, they are beautiful too.
What a beautiful skirt, I have my eye on that crewel book :) Your grandma sounds like an amazing woman.
thinking of you today... hope you are all done and out celebrating!!
that skirt is beautiful. i have been eyeing that crewel book for ages...
xox
Gwen's sister here--yes indeed, our grandmother was an amazing woman. I had a 7-year head start on Gwen so I got to know her a little better, but she still left us far too soon, too soon for us to get to know her as a woman and not just an Arpege-scented dispenser of presents.
Our mother did in fact offer me this skirt, and yes, it was too bright and funky for me, even to hang on a wall.
The irony is that Grandma didn't really have the coloring for these bright, usually yellow-based colors--our grandmother was a "summer"--a pale-skinned grey-eyed ash blonde who went grey early, and would have probably looked better in pastels and neutrals, but that was her style and somehow she pulled it off.
I inherited her coloring, the only feature of my appearance that comes from that side of the family, and I happen to love camels and other earth tones better suited to a redhead--like our mother.
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