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Masculinity
While reading about the various progressions of lace making, I realized that a profound change came when the making of lace was no longer just a pleasant ladies’ pastime, but had suddenly become the backbone of huge commercial undertakings. Guess who was behind this development! It also evolved into a time where the men wore much more expensive, spectacular collars and cuffs than the women. Masculine elegance meant that there was lace everywhere! If we look at old portraits,…
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Wedding Days……….
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Yelapa Window
Warm winds wind around the curtains of Yelapa.
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Let them eat cake
Growing up in England as a young child provided many opportunities for sweets, cakes and wobbly jellies, and one of my favorite pastimes was the call to afternoon tea. In our household, this usually occurred on Sunday afternoons. We still had on our Sunday frocks, and Grandma would “lay the table.” It was a small oak table with leaves that she would pull out, drape with crisp Irish linen, embellish with flowers from the garden ( I loved the forget-me-nots…
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Steampunk it!
I first came upon the steampunk aesthetic when one of our friends had his iPhone steampunked in 2008. I was immediately smitten with the idea of combining the past and the future, where Steam/Industrial Science meets romance/Marie Antoinette (more coming on her….next blog!)…the juxtaposition of goggles and pearls, leather and lace, all meeting in smoky 19th century London, where Victorian English aristocrat meets the wench in corsets and bustles. Steampunk has oozed into all cultural areas. Music, film (remember Wild…
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Ruffled Queen
As I am the queen of lace in my tiny kingdom, the word ‘laceophile’ suits me. To other laceophiles out there who might be reading this blog, you’ll love the article by Rosie Swash and Imogen Fox that appeared in the Guardian on 19th of October (see link below). Image #10 of the slideshow is particularly appropriate to me at the moment … madly swathing ghosts on my castle grounds in tattered lace as halloween celebrations loom.
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Lace in Nature
As I look through the pictures of my summer, I see lace everywhere! The world is so abundant with beauty… Someone once told me that if you are looking for old lace, then you must go to ancient fishing villages, as that is where the netting began! Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. ~John Muir Trees are poems that earth writes…
