Showing posts with label hand-sewing needle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hand-sewing needle. Show all posts

Monday, 7 July 2014

Full-scale Frippery: Satin Pumps

Frankly, it's been a while since I settled on some full-scale frippery.
Jeff Koons' Puppy (1992) installation and my old Art teacher colleague's thesis about
proving why 'Puppy is God-like' almost stole the show until I saw this.
Needle heel pumps.
 
A needle could be my personal motif.
My eyes are ageing; despite this, most
of the day at the chalkface is spent threading needles.
Over and over again.
To the tune of, 'I can't do this'.
From bright eyed-young workers.

Those shoes had to be mine. 
I have earned those satin pumps.
I phoned around the traps and was given the short shrift by Chanel.
None today, thanks. They are last season.
*sniff*
 Imagine my surprise when C, in New York went on a SMS directed mission to Chanel.
And, was told they had a pair (in Flora's size) 'out the back'.
Who would have thought?

 They come with their own warning about not wearing them on air transport.
Lest you have to get off the plane in bare feet, and possibly hand-cuffed.
Do as you are told.
 Here they are below, as Chanel's serving suggestion.
I might not be quite as sprightly, but I will give it a go.


 What's your motif?
Ever thought that deep?



Saturday, 5 July 2014

Lacy Fleur and Skeleton Feather

 Here's the result of those lace petals I showed you last post.

Fashioned up with a skeleton feather.
 It's a beautifully embroidered net tulle.
Lace-like.
 I know it's a little mute, but I have declared before today, that I do
tend to love any colour, as long as it is black.

 There's a blocked heart at its base.
All lace petals are carefully hand-sewn around a delicate wire frame.
I spend a lot of time with a needle and thread.


 In  between dog-supervisions this week, I have also started this gold lurex mesh rose, in full bloom.
 

 That's the cat's bowl in case you are wondering.
And, cat-crackle.
Safely out of harm's way on a little raised step.
But, not French bulldog proof.
Ongoing mischief.


 I'll do a bit more stitching and frou-frouing.


 Stay creative and out of trouble.