Some of you may remember my memorial post to the great French house of embroidery on the death of the founder. M. Lesage, as well as my monogrammed Christmas-gift pillowcases for my daughter. So you know I'm a sucker for gold initials and delicate flowers, etc.
Reading the publishing blog, The Passive Voice, I was referred to BuzzFeed to read about book cover design, (we're discussing the book covers for my historical novels set in Late Rome now) and from there to an amazing post about the embroidery work by Michele Carragher on the Games of Thrones costumes, and thence to the embroiderer's own webpages.
And you thought I'd never get to the point, here...
If you like embroidery, as I do from time to time, and even if you don't care to do it yourself, feast your eyes on this marvelous craftswoman's work;
here http://www.buzzfeed.com/donnad/these-close-ups-of-game-of-thrones-fashion-will-take-your-br
and look at how she does it, here:
http://www.michelecarragherembroidery.com/How-I-Create-an-Embroidery(2880144).htm
Why six? Because when you make it yourself, you add one more essential element...your own vision.
Sunday, 28 July 2013
Thursday, 25 July 2013
Burda Blouse 102-April-2010 goes on safari at last
Three years ago, I sewed my daughter a sweet cotton blouse which was 'too boring' to be worn. She said it looked like a nurse's uniform at best. I shrugged and wrote it off as a misjudgment.
Now, three years later, she suddenly needed basic clothes to work in Africa. Sticky knits and synthetics were out. She was participating in a diving conservation project housed in a camp on Mafia Island, Tanzania, where there was no running water, much less a runway. (And no electricity, so obviously, no ironing.)
Looks like the shirt was perfect (and I kinda like that groovy African print sported by her diving friend.)
Now, three years later, she suddenly needed basic clothes to work in Africa. Sticky knits and synthetics were out. She was participating in a diving conservation project housed in a camp on Mafia Island, Tanzania, where there was no running water, much less a runway. (And no electricity, so obviously, no ironing.)
Looks like the shirt was perfect (and I kinda like that groovy African print sported by her diving friend.)
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