I want to make a dress like this one. Something like this from the front side.
Like this from the backside.
Like this from the front and back sides.
I will use this fabric.
And, oh, how I love the African Ikat patterns on fabric. And how these colors remind me of the blue sky and tan fields all along the hillsides in the summer in Northern California.
And then I start thinking of girls in fields in dresses.
And I want to make this dress because February is promising spring and spring is always promising summer.
And it's all a result of just a few sunny days in Oakland that make me dream of summer dresses and bright summer sunshine and girls twirling around in frocks in imaginary forests and fields. So...
As soon as I can dig my sewing machine out from the unpacked stacks in my studio I am going to sew. And I am going to make some new prints on fabric. And I am going to make this dress.
And I am going to make a new inspiration wall to hover above my desk, full of patterns and prints and postcards and dress design sketches. I keep imagining where the inspiration wall will be, like it's just under the fresh layer of paint waiting for me to peel back the edges.
My best friend is visiting from Michigan and we are spending our time chatting and giggling and going to performances and giggling and chatting and watching the Oscars and taking a long Sunday hike and also giggling and chatting. Maybe our photo shoot from a few summer's past is inspiring all this dreamy summer dress thinking.
Or maybe my hands are just ready for thread and needle, ink and linoleum blocks, like the sun shines and suddenly the world needs more Polaroids and love letters and summery dresses. xoxo, k.