This is one of my favorite photos ever of myself.
At 53 years old the words have finally come to me on Veteran’s Day 2020, the year of the absurd.
The smile, the glasses, the body language are all hopeful………… the best part is the plaid in the dress ……… that plaid and all the colors symbolize to me that we are ALL God’s (insert your own word if you believe something else) gifts to the world.
So many colors, numbers (R G B color science thing), stripes and more all going into making a plaid a work of art.
And me being me, I would have to have a plaid dress with red trim ’cause I lean toward fancy and OTT.
I have made a million plaids in my lifetime in so many different ways. I learned the complete tech side of textiles in school. 4 years in a science lab. I had artists who painted by hand and air brush and masking tape plaids, I hade hand weavers in Russia make me samples, picked yarns and worked with mills in the US, lots and lots of very creative technicians and artisans in India and I made madras, and cray burnouts, overlays and other things, worked hands on in mills in Mexico with the technicians who spoke no English, learned and taught textile German software and helped them develop their programs, designed loads of plaids for so many clothing brands and crafts stores……..it’s been a colorful wonderful career.
Of course my ancestors hail from lands where tartans, kilts and textiles are part of their rich history …….I will keep calm and plaid on!
Textiles are very complex and date back to the beginning of time for humans. Pretty much all textile things are metaphors for life pretty much the same way nature or even construction and building are. Each component plays a very important part of the success of the finished product.
When the world turns crazy, I will stick to textiles, nature and critters and find the calm in the storm.
The Lovely Spotted Flamingo 