If ever I could find a velvet frock such as this one, something in this exact shade of green,
I just might be encouraged to change my mind forever about the wearing of dresses
(which I never wear)
Yes. Definitely. This would persuade me.
oh, and the glorious stitching details at the cuffs...
~ painting by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 'Veronica Veronese' ~
These I would NOT wish to wear,
not one little bit...
ever.
They must have been the height of fashion in their day, worn by Lady Mary Stanhope around 1660...
blue velvet, embroidered with silver gilt thread...once tied across the tongues
with decorative ribbons perhaps...
~ Shoe Collection, Northampton Museum & Art Gallery, UK ~
Back to the future...where a wall can be velvet...
~ Capital Museum in Beijing, photo (c) Trey Ratcliff ~
where we can travel in style if we want to...these seats look comfy don't they,
but...
~ Hankyu velvet, photo (c) Sam Bowman ~
...not nearly as inviting as these velvet seats.
~ Rocks, Moss & Water, photo (c) Martin Cathrae ~
Watchers. They wear their velvet in summer...
~ Prairie Grass Bucks, photo (c) shadarington ~
and the groves, their velvet raincoats...
~ trees covered in velvet moss, photo (c) KWDesigns ~
...while here at home, repurposed velvet becomes a bit of architecture for my long cloth...
*****
What a gathering has happened over at Spirit Cloth!
'Contemporary Woven Boro'...a workshop who's meaning redefines itself each day...
over one hundred of us (imagine that)
*traveling companions* engaged in the common language of cloth:
weaving, stitching, experimenting, learning from one another...
jumping off...out...even when there appears (at first) to be no familiar net to catch us.