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When I was a little girl, I used to stand in my mother's closet and admire all the beautiful clothes. The vivid colors and rich textures of silks and lames filled me with wonder. My mother loved and wore all her clothes. A portion of my childhood was spent in Japan and my mother had a dressmaker. Sometimes she would take me with her for fittings. We would get up early and ride the train to the dressmaker. I always loved this adventure, mostly because all the trains were different colors - blue, green, yellow, orange and my very favorite, pink! I loved the clothes too, not just because my mother looked so beautiful in them, but because they were inherently wondrous creations. I knew the lady who made them and somehow that made them even more special. It was my earliest experience with hand made and the direct link to the hand that made them.

Later, when I was in high school I bought myself a…

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  • Female
  • Born on December 11
  • Joined June 26, 2010

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Fiber reactive dyes, cotton, much loved T shirts, silk, old lace, vintage buttons, metallic thread, metallic paints, sparkly embellishments, textured cottons and linens

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When I was a little girl, I used to stand in my mother's closet and admire all the beautiful clothes. The vivid colors and rich textures of silks and lames filled me with wonder. My mother loved and wore all her clothes. A portion of my childhood was spent in Japan and my mother had a dressmaker. Sometimes she would take me with her for fittings. We would get up early and ride the train to the dressmaker. I always loved this adventure, mostly because all the trains were different colors - blue, green, yellow, orange and my very favorite, pink! I loved the clothes too, not just because my mother looked so beautiful in them, but because they were inherently wondrous creations. I knew the lady who made them and somehow that made them even more special. It was my earliest experience with hand made and the direct link to the hand that made them.

Later, when I was in high school I bought myself a sewing machine so I could make the types of things I wanted to wear. The things I made matched my perception of self at the time. An avid reader of historical novels, my hand made wardrobe frequently hearkened back to previous fashion eras. My creations were long flowing dresses with ruffles, flounces, lace and hems that dragged. In fact, very few pieces were hemmed as I detested that finishing phase of my projects. I decided that that would be part of my look. I was always impatient to be wearing my creations.

When I went off to college I discovered thrift stores and ready made fashion for a fraction of the price and so for many years I did not sew. The last 10 years of my life have been devoted to mosaics. My confidence as a designer working with color and pattern gained strength with each passing year. Eventually however, my interest waned and I began to feel a need to work with a different, softer medium. Reacquainting myself with fabric, and now with dyes and paints, surface design has captivated me. The potential of mixing color and pattern is infinite and much playing around goes on. These fabrics are then turned into clothing. I have a new, unbridled passion in life! Creating the fabrics and then creating the fun, whimsical and oh, so feminine wearable art. I think my mother would have loved the designs I make. If life really is a circle, then it is fitting that a child's remembrance of her mother's closet, could fulfill a daughter's dreams.

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