The Problem with Ribbons.

 

A blue-ribbon with hand-painted flowers. One of many in a trunk at the brocante.

What is it about lace, ribbons, bows... girl fluff? Why do these trunks, and there are many, make me stop and look? Given that I can't stand to cut into old textiles, I usually go home and add the girl fluff to a basket.

Oh, those darn big leather-covered wooden trunks with heavy locks and old labels, just tempt and tease, they seem to haunt:

"O...P...E...N - M..E!"  

And I do.

 

 

 

Maybe the main attraction is because I can put a ribbon anywhere. It isn't heavy and it does not take up any room.

French Husband shakes his head, "Then why do you like books? And chairs? And urns? And statues...

I put my hand over his mouth.

 

 

 

 

Comments

[Barbara Patch]

I always tell people who question my 'aqusition oppression' that 'I don't plan to take any of it with me'

[Barbara Patch]

'obsession' ( curses to auto check)

[Ed Schnurbusch]

Yann should be glad that you aren't collecting the big trunks. I think we have 10 of them now.

[Marilyn]

We can't help it. The ribbon is gorgeous!

[Martina]

You can tie ribbons arNd books andnuse as accents on chairs and around urns.. fancy ribbons are irresistible

[Andrea Hames]

I'm in the process of arranging for a workshop with a woman who teaches weaving with ribbons. It's done off the loom. She makes amazing objects with her woven pieces once they are done. Come to Connecticut and join the workshop!