Saturday, October 29, 2016

Jeans Mama

Until I went to college I suffered from the rule that only boys could wear jeans to school. How fair was that? Why did boys get all the good stuff--like taking shop rather than home ec? (Well, if you understand basic feminist ideas, you can answer that question yourself.)

The inevitable happened: the day I went to college I donned the uniform of the 1970s--jeans. In addition, working with fabric has given me a deep respect for denim, especially old denim. None of those new-fangled stretchy jeans for me.

Consequently, I can't bear to toss out old jeans. I have a nice collection on my studio shelves, besides stacks of jeans that are still wearable in the closets. 









I've used up a little bit of my collection in purses. 














The last few days have been errand days...groceries, waiting rooms, eating out and socializing. 






Yesterday, I felt kind of uninspired to create (a rare occurrence) and empty... couldn't even pick up a needle. 


The Pomegranate Tree wasn't speaking to me, even though I have been working diligently around the edges. 

This morning I ran across a pair of Mr. M's old jeans that needed a repair. I tried them on...they were oh, so soft. They spoke to me. 

Then I remembered a young woman I had seen a couple days ago in a restaurant. Very stylish, wearing jeans that were thoroughly ripped on the front and only held together by the back! Hmmf--scandal! Think of all the possible, beautiful repairs one could do...

Which brings me back to Mr. M's jeans. I asked him if he wanted them repaired in the standard, discreet way. He said I could have them...ahhhh, the possibilities. I went digging in my fabrics.

Here's what's sitting on my sewing machine table right this minute...and I feel so energized! 

I'll be able to get back to the Pomegranate Tree tonight with a light heart and hand...once I get started mending that hole!

Linked to Nina Marie's "Off the Wall Friday."

9 comments:

Anneliese said...

So the muse kissed again -sometimes it is lasting a bit but then..... and the old Mr.'s jeans - they look exactly like my Mr.'s ones. and, ha, he wants the gap because it is modern, says he! 😂 And he is a grandfather of a soon twen, the oldest.

Mary said...

I'm intrigued. Looking forward to seeing where this takes you.

knitnkwilt said...

I remember my horror the first time my daughter wanted to slash holes in NEW jeans! Have fun. claire

Els said...

Laugh about your eagerness to start mending the jeans :
YES! GO, girl !

Ms. said...

I wish I could send my stack of jeans to you but the postage would be ginormous so they will soon go off to the thrifts. None need mending but I can no longer tolerate any constriction in the middle and so....because I'm not stitching these days who knows why (I was never much of a stitcher anyway)....they will leave the premises. I love that Pomegranate in process. Your work is truly fine.

LA Paylor said...

oh, so we grew up together... I went through school having to wear skirts, of a certain length, then allowed pants suits so I was no stranger to jeans my last year when we were allowed. I embroidered mine.LeeAnna

Magpie's Mumblings said...

I have the same memory of not being allowed to wear jeans to school. At the time I couldn't buy jeans to fit me anyway...being blessed with 36" inseams meant that anything I wore were waaaay too short. I can still remember how I felt when I finally got a pair that actually was long enough.

Miss Linny said...

The first quilts I made were from my children's out-grown jeans and woollen coats about 20 years ago. I made them for my English Cocker Spaniel. I made dozens of them because he liked to bury them in the garden! Some were never seen again. Although he's long gone to Puppy Heaven I still have half a dozen or so of those quilts. I now have the company of 2 stray cats who prefer Minky-type blankets so I make Linus quilts instead, although not out of old jeans!
Regards from cold and wintery England

O'Quilts said...

Dear Brave One....Jeans...I say, whatever it takes to get you going again!!

Diane