January: the month of resolutions coming to light (or not so much) and a sense of newness. Myself, I decided to forego resolutions as such and
keep painting away...as well as embellish the garden. With these rainy, grey skies, green foliage may seem like the last thing on the agenda, yet I like
to plan in advance where I can. I'm already thinking about planting bulbs after the first frost and sharing the fruits of that labour. I find myself
digressing ever so slightly. In relation to breaking out of a vegetative state, dance feels like the most fun alternative to conventional exercise.
Getting up, making moves and staying warm...what's not to love?
I thought back to my days at school, where I would get involved with many dance productions. I would suggest to friends that we should take part
and we would always sign up. We'd find ourselves spending many hours rehearsing. On rare occasions there may have been too much on our plate.
There was the 'Kaleidoscope' talent show where we were in both dance numbers as well as the steel band; involving many a quick change..
.'We may have over-committed.'...
Pushing ourselves to keep going, the excitement and nerves of performing just dissipated once we'd taken part; it was all worth it. I look back
now to find they're some of my fondest memories.
We caught up recently, reminiscing on those fun days. It felt fitting that we went to watch La La Land, where the film exceeded my expectations.
Taking in the fanciful footwork, (not to mention the monochrome tap brogues and 50's inspired fashion) Ryan showed flair on the keys. It inspired me
to take the piano-playing up a notch. I heard he spent an intense 3 months in pre-production mastering the piano, and it showed. Definitely one for
the dreamers. The soundtrack is on repeat in the atelier...and City of Stars next on the list on melodies for me to play.
Fashion has been continuously inspired by dance and the ethereal allure of ballet. The Marchesa S/S 17 collection was reminiscent of swan lake with
layers of tulle and iridescent organza. I haven't had the chance to practice ballet before. where it would be exciting to try something new. The ability
to be on my absolute tip-toes though - it'd take some to time to perfect.
The graceful nature of the dance contrasts with the physical demands of the art form. It can be likened to a swan paddling away under the water,
with a carefree elegance on the surface. It's fascinating how precision and poise are evident with each movement. It's not everyday you'll find me
pirouetting in the atelier...so I thought why not take my chance here? (Sure to increase after seeing Emma work her magic in La La Land).
We're already a month into the new year and I'm considering new projects to start. This tulle skirt I created with soft pink layers reminded me of
swaying ballerinas. Me and my mum decided to do a slightly-early Spring clean, where we took out all the fabrics from the cupboard. A pile of
beautiful pieces that I'd forgotten about accumulated on the floor, which would be perfect for dressmaking this year. Swathes of fabric ready to get
draping and pleating...I'm looking forward to putting thread-to fabric and sharing the results!
Ah London, it's always a fun visit and Autumn in the city doesn't disappoint. We visited Richmond, witnessing all the colours the season has to offer. A
cluster of sprouting branches stood in the distance, adorned with jewel tones of ruby, citrine and peridot.
Walking up a gently rising hill led us to a peak. coming to a view of the Thames meadow. What a spectacular view it was. It has been immortalized in
many paintings; also inspiring the famous J.M.W Turner.
The trees leave remnants of summer across the floor, yet does so beautifully. A sense of continuous renewal. The floor makes a perfect canvas for
mottled leaf patterns. I love how each one is unique, and how the imprints would leave a different mark every time, pressed with paint upon paper. A
few were collected from various trees to create a little art...I'm looking forward to blending the individual pieces.
Created by Charles I in the 17th century, Richmond Park is the largest of London's Royal Parks. Known for the many deer who call it home, we
spotted them in the distance and carefully made our way closer. There is an enchanting feel about the woodlands. All the enthralling books read
when younger seem to spring to mind. I thought back to my visit to a park earlier this year, where I was invited in by many a towering tree. A
dreamscape surrounded by the majestic animals captures the feeling...with a little Elie Saab gown inspiration.
As the weather changes and surrounded by Rudolph's entourage, the anticipation of Christmas is here. The beautiful fallow deer allowed us to come
close enough to admire their speckled fur. There's a calm feeling in the forest, watching nature just be. I remember seeing the horse-chestnuts fall
from the tree when younger, intrigued by how the smooth surface contrasts with the spiky shell. Roasted chestnuts are delicious this time of year.
As a big fan of vintage fashion, the trusty sewing machine was used for tailoring the shoulders and pleats of my blazer. Knee-high boots from Clarks
were perfect for strolling through the grassland. With many amber-leaved trees creating an overhead canopy, I was reminded of painting one on the
atelier wall. Feeling at home in the long grass, it's safe to say it felt like I was in the Outback.
Noses to the ground, the deer sniffed for berries and chestnuts for the entire duration! Trying to capture the stag with antlers standing proud, they
were completely unfazed...conkers were calling of course. Well, when food is on the mind, it makes perfect sense. It was a joy to see the red and
fallow deer up close. Maybe we'll spot Bambi on another visit.
A much welcome burst of sunshine illuminated the leaves. The natural glow allowed the spindly branches to create layers and entwine against the
sky. On the walk back, we spotted some artists taking in the picturesque scene, carefreely painting away -. a little reminder to take the easel next
time and it'd feel like you have all the time in the world...
Walking on Richmond Hill, the landscape was one I couldn't have imagined and it's clear to see why it's such a renowned viewpoint. The
meandering in the Thames actually inspired the namesake city in Virginia, U,S, after the founder saw a curve in the James river (who wouldn't have a
Pocahontas moment up here?). Back in the atelier, the colour palette of Richmond was captured in rich bursts of evergreen, red and fawn.
We're slowly coasting into Summer, where the thought of sunshine everyday puts a smile on my face. Taking a walk in the park, many daffodil
clusters swayed without a care in the world. It's so refreshing, where snowdrops on a previous stroll inspired a shoulder-sweeping design. Back in the
atelier, daffodils from my own garden came to blend on a canvas, embodying the carefree feeling,..
As well as magnolia, other floral wonders planted in my garden have also blossomed. Colourful petals soon to follow! As the paintbrush glides on
the surface, the bright yellow trumpets shine bright. The easel reminds me of a trellis, adorned with art and real blooms.
The temperamental weather inspired the threadesses to be taking shelter from delicate rain showers. My favourite daffodils are the white and
orange hued ones - most likely because they're reminiscent of creme eggs! The sunshine yellow blooms are a little reminder that Summer is on its
way. The various colours combine on the canvas; the ladies curving in the wind. A famous poem springs to mind..'Fluttering, dancing in the breeze,,,'
For a tactile element, the Singer came into play. Blue skies and golden petals were sewn onto fabric. The daffodil patterned dress will also soon be
available in the shop- there's a perpetual feel of Spring when worn! My favourite feature is the neck threads, which can be worn tied in different ways.
Flowers can so effortlessly change your frame of mind. I've just planted a cherry blossom plant to celebrate my birthday and I can't wait to see the
first budding fruit. I think back to the evergreen trees standing tall in Winter, and it's a joy to see these emerald leaves sprouting proudly.
Spring is here! It's my favourite season, where nothing compares to seeing the flowers in bloom and hearing lilting birdsong. Taking a walk around
the park, I paused to admire the stunning florals of a magnolia tree. I thought back to Autumn when I was inspired by pink blossom, and painted a
perpetual reminder of Spring upon a wall canvas.
Back in the atelier, the pretty blend of pink and cream petals come to form a threadess on the canvas. Last year I planted a magnolia sapling in my
garden, The delicate branch formed small knots which soon burst into little leaves. 'Noli' tree would stand elegant in the plant pot.
With a little water and love, the leaves grew larger everyday. They, however, were also popular with critters in garden and the plant didn't thrive.
Tending to the plants this Spring, I was thrilled to see new buds forming, where I'm hoping the quick re-pot will allow the tree to flourish!
The sunshine burst through the atelier for a fleeting moment, casting a warm glow in the room. I created the soft pink dress with a delicate silk fabric,
where the asymmetric hem has a gently sway with movement. Inspired to create petal-dressed threadesses...
There's a renewed sense of everything with this season. Pretty petals in pink and cream unfurl upon ever-reaching branches. In the years to come,
I'm hoping 'Noli' tree in my garden will come to blossom, as big and beautiful as the Magnolia trees I saw on my Springtime stroll.
There's something about spending time with nature that is so refreshing. I remember walking through vibrant crisp leaves in Autumn; it's a joy to
see the how the seasons have transitioned. It was very necessary to wrap up warm this time, as the winds blew and the clouds started to give way
to rain. The cypress tree leaves curved with the wind, and even with the elements turning, I'm glad I brought my palette and paints with me...
The lengths of the pampas grass plant billowed gently in the breeze. The wheat-like fronds reminded me of the Mademoiselle Privé exhibition,
where Coco Chanel kept wheat bundles in her atelier for good fortune. Rain dew settled and the winter chill blew through my hair: I
might as well embrace the temperamental British weather! Rose bulbs provided bursts of colour; it won't be long until they bloom into life.
Spindly branches remind me of a network of threads entwined on a fabric canvas. Crimson flashes entered the subtle colour palette,
complementing the rich greens and white sky. Windswept, the swaying tassels of my scarf mimicked the carefree branches. The bead-like berries
from the holly bush glimmered like rubies against the evergreen. They would be perfect to add a vivid touch to some art.
The majestic fir tree brings back the festive feel of the months just gone. In the distance, a cluster of ivy-entwined branches stood tall and inviting.
Treading through, it felt as though I had entered an enchanted forest...I half expected fawns and woodland creatures to make an appearance!
Weaving between the sturdy lengths, creeping ivy guided the eye towards the skies.
Sky-sweeping leaves formed a canopy above, creating an otherworldly feel. Imagine an arching doorway leading to a captivating landscape...
Glimmering gold beads and berries glistened away, where creating art is a way to remember the mood of a magical day.