I have always been drawn to Tweed. I don't think because it is Celtic but who knows what residual memory the soul has. Anyway, in church, I would think about how fabric was woven. This was when women wore scarves or hats to church. And I fell in love with the intermixing of threads.
When I saw this fabric I knew that I would have to make it into a purse. I didn't have a choice. I just have to do it. So, I set about to figure it out. I found some really choice navy blue Velvet that volunteered to be the lining.
And this is as far as I have gotten. I am waiting for the weekend to pick up the pieces and keep going on. But waiting is so hard!
I can't wait to see how you this will be transformed into a bag. I love the texture too, and I find it so interesting that you would think about how things were woven while sitting in church. I love your line "who knows what residual memory the soul has."
I've been a Daughter, Mother, Wife, Sister, Aunt, Granddaughter and friend. I've been the student, an employee, a designer, a caregiver and for the last thirty years, the owner and operator of a business.
I have always been drawn to Tweed. I don't think because it is Celtic but who knows what residual memory the soul has. Anyway, in church, I would think about how fabric was woven. This was when women wore scarves or hats to church. And I fell in love with the intermixing of threads.
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Such a beautiful fabric and the navy velvet...wow! I know the anticipation to start work...weekend will be here soon!
I can't wait to see how you this will be transformed into a bag. I love the texture too, and I find it so interesting that you would think about how things were woven while sitting in church. I love your line "who knows what residual memory the soul has."
Sorry about the error in the first sentence. Cross out "you".
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