Monday, June 6, 2011

The Afterlife

...Of objects

Pictured above, a homemade white cotton petticoat stitched by a woman who was a square dancing enthusiast, from a box of many other garments she had sewn for herself during the 1960s-70s. Put in the etsy store, purchased by someone in Germany named Dieter. What a journey this garment is making, but I like to think that Dieter and the maker of this garment, both enthusiasts, could have sat down and had a wonderful conversation in a suitably noisy beer hall.

15 comments:

martinealison said...

Je possède de nombreux jupons et j'aime beaucoup... belle publication.
Bisous

Sarah said...

I like the story of that petticoat so far. Hope the open studios goes well and that you got your tidying done in time!

grrl + dog said...

Ha!

When joining the German Club's folk dancing group was a compulsory thing for me..

an effort by mother to get me into more seemly company, I rode around on the back of a "Dieter" 's bike.

And he wasnt seemly at all.

Titus said...

Dieter, square dancing and Germany: the afterlife possibilities are endless.

jess said...

You had me at beer... ::swoon::

Charles Gramlich said...

There's a garment you don't see much anymore.

Eva said...

Is this a snapshot from the life of Toulouse-Lautrec? And was his first name Dieter?

Celeste Bergin said...

imagine..you brought them together. It really is remarkable to think about that. Love the photo. You are so creative

Chris David Richards said...

There's a book to written called 'The Afterlife of Objects'.

ArtSparker said...

Chris- Heh, probably unconscious plagarism on my part. But it certainly sounds like one I should read.

tony said...

She Will Travel In Style In The same Way As The Petticoat.

Rick said...

Petticoat? You know, Susan, there's an option to warn visitors about "adult" content...
;-)

blackwatertown said...

Well Germans are generally not bad at speaking English - and they're friendly - so that conversation is very plausible.

Cobalt Violet said...

What a lovely petticoat!
I had one as a little girl that I wore over the top of my red snow suit when I lived in Alaska as a child.
A little eccentric at 4 I guess!

Sarah said...

Maybe that was it-the fox remembered me! In our last flat we had a tiny garden shed and foxes-we used to watch the cubs playing. Thanks for the info on Kelmscott too!