It's been all about bringing a book manuscript into being, which means working between computer, sewing machine, cutting table, ironing board and photography table, balacing bits of foamcore board on everything and staying up late, sifting through and cataloging hundreds of images.... And writing. Writing and re-writing. Drawing diagrams and writing some more. It's coming along.
The trip to the USA, Quilt Market and possibly teaching some classes while I'm in that neck of the woods, is another work-in-progress. (If you're interested in doing a class with me while I'm in the North-West in May 2013, please email me at info@nicolemdesign.com.au and we'll keep you in the loop).
I hear my mother's voice, "You just can't see the woods for the trees". (She said that to me a lot, when I was a kid.... I wonder why?) But I know now that she showed me how to see both the woods and the trees - how to see the bigger picture and how to find my way through, tree by tree. To throw in another cliche' or two - she also showed me how to stop to smell the roses, and taught me to count my blessings.
And so, I've been enjoying the process of seeing new ideas become reality. I'm thanking my lucky stars for new opportunities and for the talented community of designers and crafters around me.
I appear to be fitting in a bit of theraputic garment-sewing and going out with friends, too. Here I am in a new pencil-skirt on High St Northcote on Saturday evening. (Spy-photo by my friend Tracy).
I've been seen about town, wearing cowl-neck slip dresses of various shape and with various configurations of safety pins and drapery. They're all toiles (muslins), as I try to recreate something I once did quite accidentally ...and unfortunately, pattern-free. It's getting close to what it's supposed to be. Nearly there. No safety pins in this one.
This green is the best colour... but it's a cotton rib knit, so not too drapey and a bit clumpy on the old hemline. Regardless, I've been swanning about in it like I'm on the set of Mad Men or something, pretending it's all glamour and couture. I just love the green.
And I still haven't made a pattern for it. Little Miss Freehand-Cutting is going to have fun recreating it in 'proper' fabric, huh?
When the wee girl was a wee baby, I was - as usual - trying to juggle too many things: one of them being freelance patternmaking for accessories companies like Haul.






(Anyone would think that bustles didn't go out of fashion over 100 years ago).