I’ve always found comfort in textiles, which I attribute to the blankets and quilts my family had when growing up. They were protective and warm to young me. Being on the artistic side of the spectrum, I love color and craftsmanship, which also probably drew me to the colors and textures of the various fabrics of our household textiles.
When my husband and I took our first real vacation together, we drove from Nevada to Virginia to visit Williamsburg. Being a lifelong lover of history, I wanted to see Colonial Williamsburg in all its glory. One thing that calls my attention to the 18th century is the textiles—the use of them for protection, warmth, showcasing class differences, the prints, the amounts of embroidery for those who could afford it, everything—and I got to snap a few pictures during my visit to keep as inspiration and reference. Today I’d thought sharing would be in good order, so I hope you enjoy.
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Explored HMS Victory and Mary Rose today, two different periods, lots of history.
If you can't already tell, there were no horses here on that day. I've come up with: the world war exhibition on at the time, grazing, and death as possible reasons for this.
Anyway, I mainly took this photo because of the overly enthusiastic exclamation at the end of "HORSES CAN BITE!" as if it's an exciting trick they can do.
Glowering skies and finest English drizzle for a trip to @ironbridgemuseum Blists Hill. A perfectly atmospheric setting for the relics of old industry to shimmer in and out of the mizzle-mist, past and present stitched together by the same rain and the same soundtrack; horsehooves, blacksmith hammers, cobble-walking footsteps, contented murmurs after a fresh-baked penny fruit bun.
I scratched the surface of this place - my four year old was fractious in the cold - but enjoyed the old-new, clean-worn, big-small feel of the place, and the sheer love of it. The grocer loves talking about the perfect cup of tea. The printer fizzes with joy demonstrating and describing her craft. The rider perched high on a shirehorse loves her mount and her position atop him. The visitors love the "otherness" of this real-fake place; playing at time travel.
I'll be back for lots, lots more.