Identity crisis now in full flow, and I feel in need of an image change. Well, am sorting of feeling a bit restricted, so it's more to do with changing. Hmmm.. Me and black are old friends, yet every now and then I need colour - big time! I get so envious of folk who can throw proper colour, and I don't mean yer average seasonal shades, together. This is a photograph from my favourite book of the moment, 'Fashion Forever'. Photos taken by Iain McKell, documenting 30 years of subculture and alternative fashion. Right up my street ;)
The book doesn't credit the name of this young lady, but the shot was taken at the Anti-World party in Stratford 2001. It's the brightly coloured felt that does it for me. And the red hair. And the fact that she's happy. I covet this photo. Funny though, as everyone I've shown this photo to sees me as this anyway. Now, I've done the red hair thing too many times before and I'm rather happy that my 3rd crop of dreads are coming on a treat. But I did get thinking that I could actually make some accessories that were similar to this felt trim, or even make the coat (tho' not the same obviously)
Then I remembered about my want of a peg-loom. At Glastonbury this year, deep in the heart of the Greenfields, Wingham Wools had a stall. They focused on felt, quick kits and fun things to make (bought Amy's 30th pressie from there - felt jewellery kit) They had these long scarves, that initially had been woven on either weaving sticks (got loads) or peg-looms (Tom - make me one now!). They were loosely woven, many ends left unfinished and the result after felting was amazing. And I don't have to remind you about the amazing colour ranges that Winghams stock on roving and merino fleece. The effect of the colours and techniques looked rather similar to this felt trim, tactile, bright and fun. Not only do I want to make for myself, but I thought it'd be cool to make some bags, hats, scarves, jewellery etc for selling. Am still coming up with ideas for stuff to make and sell when we get travelling.
Seriously, can you imagine anything better than being on the open road with everything you value with you, making wonderful, expressive textiles to sell, not having to wake up at the crack of dawn and no longer dealing with council tax? I mean, I know it's gonna be hard work. We won't have a regular income or have a safety net of the dole etc. It'll be cold. We'll need to collect our own fire wood and repair the bus ourselves if we need to. We'll have to put up with various prejudices from folk who think we're 'filthy and scum' just because we don't want to live within bricks and mortar. But this, to me, is how I want to live my life. Be totally independant from the state. Why should people prejudice us for choosing this way of life? Why should we not have the choice of opting out if we want to, and have folk accept that? At least we'll be joining and meeting other alternative, artsy folk who've had enough of the system too, rather than meeting folk who just don't understand. I know my depression will be loads better when I quit this job and leave London. I was never built to be restricted by a job or surroundings. Born to be free, me. The other bonus of quitting this job is that I'll be able to have my lip pierced and have my tattoos on show :) Ooooh, and the lay-in's!

AuthorWoolly Wormhead