Author: daryl

Before I get to the update on project 1, and 3, I wanted to follow up on last night’s ice cream adventure.  The key lime ice cream was wonderful.  Of course the kitchen was a salty mess, sort of looked like my driveway after an ice storm, but no matter, my daughter had fun, and we had ice cream.

After the ice cream adventure, she scampered off to her room, and with her endless supply of duct tape, she sat down and made a beautiful rose pen, which she’s made before many times, but this one she did in clear duct tape, with a silver stem (built over a Bic pen) and added rose buds.  She just gets these ideas and…  This afternoon she redid her trombone folder, completely in orange and green duct tape, with pockets and compartments.

I sat down this morning, determined to finish up all the critical handwork on the coat and on the dress from project 1, in preparation for the photo shoot.  I got all the critical work done on the coat, buttons sewn on, and when I went to couch the black yarn around the collar, I realized the zig-zag stitching would show through to the back where the felt was, so if I wanted to avoid that, I probably should hand couch it on.  That went pretty quickly, and the coat is basically ready for photographing.

So that brings me to the dress.  I put it on the dress form, and really looked at the front, as much as I loved the way it draped over the bustline, and the way the colors all came together, there was something missing.  The center front seam looked kind of naked.

I had briefly played around with some strips of fabric, making some kinds of medallions, with beads, and I kept thinking it was looking like a craft project.  Back in the summer, when I roomed at Convergence with Robyn Spady, a fabulous weaver/teacher from the Seattle area, we curled up one night with a bottle of wine, and some black chenille stems, and some funky knitting yarn.  We wrapped the chenille stems with the yarn, barber pole style, with very little of the black chenille showing through, and then bent the stem into all sorts of shapes and buttons.  It was really a fun night.  The little spiral I had done was sitting in bowl of oddities on the edge of my cutting table, by the dress form.  I grabbed it and loved the look of the spiral, if only I had extra yarn from the dress…

I had used the leftover dyed warp from the dress on the inkle loom, for a pretty complex wide band, which you can see in the photo.  I started poking around the studio, looking in odd baskets and containers, and you won’t believe it, it is like the universe just handed me a single warp thread, curled up in a basket with some beads, I don’t know why one 8 yard warp thread was hanging all by itself in a basket with beads, but I don’t question those gifts from the universe, they just are meant to be…

I grabbed a couple of chenille stems, and doubled the rayon bouclé warp thread and started wrapping.  I wrapped three chenille stems, end on end, and then started coiling and shaping the chenille into spirals and a viney sort of shape up the dress.  I’m really liking the effect.  In the basket along with the warp thread, was a funky beaded something that I cut up and I used the glass beads, all in the colors I needed, to place strategically around the vine, which really played on the whole Floral theme of the dress.  I pinned everything into the dress form, but I needed to permanently attach everything with a needle and thread before I actually photographed the dress.  The wire in the chenille stems acted like a boning on the front, and gave it some nice support.

So the photoshoot was pushed off to tomorrow, while I get this all tacked and secured.  Stay tuned…

My house with two teenagers is a frenetic mix of hormones, raw talent, drama, and curiousity.  I had a lovely dinner tonight with both of my teens, my almost 19 year old (ten days to go), has an audition tomorrow night for the spring musical at the college.  So in his deep baritone voice, he sang all through dinner, practicing his audition piece, it was dinner theatre at its best!  And my daughter, when she could get a word in edge wise, regaled us with her latest passion of the moment, political humor.  She has discovered The Daily Show with Jon Stewart and the Colbert Report and as she listens to the shows on her computer in her room, peals of teenage laughter waft through the halls.

Brianna came home tonight from her Girl Scout meeting, with her prize for selling an obscene amount of magazines, (all of which we bought, hence the Martha Stewart Living with all the recipes she has been trying).  It looked like the plastic balls we use to let the hamsters run around in, I’m sure that’s what it is.  But she claims it is an ice cream ball, that you fill the cylinder inside with cream and sugar and vanilla (of course she had to do a more advance flavor, key lime), fill the ball with ice and rock salt (the coarse sea salt in the cabinet will have to do) and you just shake.  For 20 minutes.  She is sitting about three feet away from me, shaking this ball with ice cubes and salt jostling around.  Yes, I will miss my children when they are grown up and gone…

We are coming down the home stretch!  I am getting really excited, the lining is all pinned in, and I can’t be happier with the coat.  I had a silk sari from one of my husband’s previous trips to India, (he told me he picked up 10 more yesterday at one of the shopping malls in Mumbai, yippee!) and used it for the lining, it was a beautiful cherry/wine red with small gold circles woven in, and I thought it would be a beautiful surprise inside the coat.  I woke up this morning thinking I should interline the coat after all,  There was plenty of room in the sleeves when I tried it on, and the lining was very soft and slippery, almost too soft and fine for the bulk of the coat, and the interlining would help bulk up the lining.  So I mounted a needlepunched fleece from HTCW onto the back of the lining, which took the better part of the day, assembled the lining, and inserted it into the coat.  Now I have an enormous amount of handwork.  I can actually baste the lining in, which I will probably do tonight, and the coat can be photographed, I can do the handwork later, while I watch my daughter practice volleyball, or watch TV.  I recorded both episodes of Masterpiece Theatre’s Wuthering Heights.  That would be great to sew to…

It was great to not be in the studio the whole day today.  After my morning errands, grocery shopping for the week, I got the placemat exchange warp tied onto the front beam, and Bri crawled under the loom and redid the tie-up.  I wound bobbins and got her weaving, checking for crossed threads, (there was one) and making sure everything worked.  There were some initial issues with added heddles catching on some of the warp threads, and a couple broke.  Bri was having trouble getting everything to weave smoothly, so I sat down and got it started.  We are now ready to start weaving placemats!

This afternoon, Bri and I accompanied some of the Jockey Hollow Weavers Guild members to a private tour of the convent of The Community of St. John Baptist. www.csjb.org The Community was founded in Windsor, England in 1852, began work in NYC in 1874, and built the convent in Morris County, NJ around 1915.  The building is beautiful, stark, vaulted, peaceful, full of spectacular religious furnishings, iconography, and art.  I thought I was on a tour of the Cloisters in Manhattan.

The reason for the trip, was to have a private showing of the priceless collection of late 19th and early 20th century vestments and paraments, beautifully embroidered, with gold, silver, and silk, by the sisters of St. John Baptist.   Mary Wagner is the textile conservator of the collection, and she carefully showed us how everything is stored, and repaired, and conserved.  One of our guild members took photographs, and I’m hoping to obtain a couple and add them to this post.  Who knew this treasure was only on the other side of the county where I live.

Mary and I had a lovely time chatting about Montclair State University, where we both got our art degrees, about 10 years apart, both having studied under Carol Westfall.  It is a small world in the textile community indeed.

When my children were young, I volunteered as a 4-H leader.  Each time my group met, we did something different, something cool, something I thought would appeal to a bunch of hyperactive 3rd grade boys, and then later, a bunch of savvy 3rd grade girls.  We explored foods, electricity, the sewing machine, floral arranging, gardening, woodworking, and of course, animals, reptiles, and rodents.  Weak mother that I am, I agreed to the hamsters after the volunteer small animal expert left me one in a spackle bucket, and yes, I admit, I agreed to keeping a snake after the reptile expert gave a presentation.  A small Rosy Boa, friendly, wouldn’t get more than 18″ long.  What she didn’t tell me, was although the hamsters die in a few years, the snake does not.  Years later, my son in college, my daughter half way through high school, the snake still lives in a tank in my den, I defrost tiny baby mice which I keep in my freezer, having them delivered from a herpetology supplier on dry-ice about every six months, and toss a couple in the tank every week or so.  Al, the snake, doesn’t require much else, except to clean out the tank once in awhile.  I can handle that.

We’ve always had dogs, but the last one, a rescue dog, died back in the fall of 2007, and as my kids get older, and my husband and I step away from the caring and feeding of the young, I am in no hurry to replace the dog.  I want to travel, I want my house to be pet hair free, and I’m sooooo not interested in caring for another pet.  But that was not to be, because around the time we had to put our last dog to sleep, a domestic rabbit showed up on our front lawn, and now it lives in our garage, and of course, guess who spent the morning cleaning out the cage, the stinky litter box, and feeding and watering the rabbit, and tossing a couple dead mice to the snake while I was at it.

On my way to the trash to dump the crud from the rabbit cage, I noticed one of the ponds in the yard, very low on water.  So I had to figure out how to unfreeze the hose, get the water flowing, trudging through the snow covered yard, and refill the pond.  The fish looked happy enough, but this wasn’t quite what I expected to do with my morning.  In all fairness, the outside ponds and critters are my husband’s project and responsibility.  But he is traveling in India.  The chore of the rabbit then defaults to my daughter, but at 16, she is as reliable as, well, a 16 year old.  She in fact was working at a dog kennel all day, watering and feeding and caring for a menagerie that includes some goats, horses, chickens, and an array of cats, and yes, a bunch of dogs.  I consider myself lucky.

So the snake, the rabbit, and the fish are all happy, I’ll get to filling the bird feeders tomorrow, and happily I finally made it into the studio to sit quietly, listen to Weavecast, www.weavecast.com and Car Talk and Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me, and sew.  So the critters and me, we are all happy today.

I spent a lot of time on the collar piece, I did a small blanket stitch around the felt collar facing, taking advantage of the cut edge of the felt, which doesn’t ravel, which really helped reduce bulk by not having seam allowances.  I’m basically down to the hem, and the lining.  I’m hoping to finish that in the next couple days so I can set up for a photoshoot.

Slowly but surely I make progress.  I can’t tell you how much I’m enjoying sewing this coat, I might have said that yesterday, but I also can’t tell you how bulky this coat is getting and how much it weighs.  The fabric is a weighty fabric to begin with, a fulled thick wool/cotton combination.  And there are a lot of pieces to it, lots of seams and details.  It should be toasty warm.  I had toyed with adding a thermal interlining, but decided that since it didn’t have a separate sleeve, and you don’t ordinarily thermal line the sleeves, only the body, I didn’t want to interrupt the flow of the unbroken seamline all the way across the body and down the shoulder.

I made a number of different twist ply ropes to couch instead of topstitching, which would just get lost.  I ripped them all out and just ended up using a fuzzy black novelty wool, and a couching foot, and applied it down the shoulder/sleeve.  I’ll do the same to define the tops of the cuffs, and the center front, to make it appear as if the button area were an actual placket.

I played around with the felt scraps for awhile for the belt in the back, finally settling on folding in thirds, with the natural edge of the felt meandering through the middle.  I hand tacked it down, catching in one of the twist ply ropes I’d made, which gave a hint of color, and defined the meandering natural edge of the  felt.

When I tried the coat on, the original placement of the belt was too high.  I am long waisted, and it looked better set lower.  The lining is cut out, and I have the collar, facings, windows in the facing for the bound buttonholes, and lining to still install.  The inside of the collar will be more of the felt.  Both of my children will be working all day tomorrow, and my husband is still in India, and I’m really looking forward to another uninterrupted day in the studio.  The deadline for the fashion show entries is approaching…