Making of a silk dress with a wing painted on it.
With dye in color blue black.
Realistic feathers placed unrealistically.
A long story told as is.
By artist/escapist Yuko Nagai, currently Miss Sore Thumb in a rural Japanese town
who rambles about random stuff as well.
Read on.
Thank you.

January 23, 2011

wing dress update: everything's golden, actually



if i say happy new year now
i would risk appearing in need of serious catching up but,

h a p p y n e w y e a r, beeeeelated!!

the above photo was taken on the new year's day
at dawn which looks only part golden...


well, few days after the partly golden, i was
hit by a tidal wave of life's sizable challenge
built up since ancient past to a tsunami and
got sucked in, downside up, sunny side down
into a state of gasping for air


however.

being the dedicated process lady that i am
while upside down, i proceeded to enter a special place called....

the zipper hell!!!


which exists where a zipper meets fine silk
that wants to destroy itself at slightest provocation

so this is a tour through the zipper hell
and i am your guide for today

(((wink)))


below:
at the entrance
....red stitches?



well, for some unknown reason i thought
marking the stitch line with a red thread
would be a great idea

the kind of stuff i come up with
while inside out...

pretty photo though



now think about it, anxiety level of a person in such state
would be relatively high, an easy guess i couldn't make

below two:
what happens when you tackle delicate task high-strung

multiple hand-stitching to ensure...............what?




then realized it was the first stitch on seam line that
brought on this unfortunate puffy look



below:
re-doing it like normal people



below:
now onto the other end and
...what's with the frills...?



gotten even frillier after machine stitching
like a ruffled shirt, worn backwards



eventually calmed down enough to
identify the source of problem

below:
the red line was where i had sewn to produce frills
original seam line is marked with chalk

yup
doesn't take a lot of leaning the wrong way to create the frilly
and what was i thinking? well,
probably of taking a breath soon enough



below:
exiting the zipper hell



by the way,

in the end
i opted for hand stitching
which turned out much nicer and
had a delightful side effect of calming my nerves



so what about the tsunami?
well, risking of sounding worn-out cliche, i say:

i began to see while upside down

and furthermore
because i doubled my challenges
triumph of exiting the challenge 2
made my challenge 1 less towering

good sign, isn't it?
maybe i knew what i was doing after all


below:
in the meantime
why not zoom into the golden and
watch someone who seems to know where she's going?



thank you all for your visit, hope you enjoyed the tour
and
special thanks to a friend of mine for encouragement
and inspiration for this post - my head's out of water now ;^J