Monday, 11 April 2011

Abandoned but not forgotten.....................












Can you ever imagine being so poor or desperate you would repair your bra to its last breath..........no neither could I...yet I am drawn to buy and photograph and treasure these tender pre- loved utility scraps..I suspect it says more about me than them...............what draws you into its world?...............

PS  Tuesday evening......Please if you are just looking at this post please read the comments that I have been left..they are quite beautifully written and speak of thoughts from the heart, and I am thrilled that you my blog friends have written them, they are far more fabulous than what I have put in the post and you have all made my soul soar with these kind words..thank you so much xxxxxx

29 comments:

A bird in the hand said...

I think it speaks of a different mindset. Once upon a time, people mended their clothing. today, it's a throw-away society.

Great find.

www.MaisonStGermain.com said...

Actually growing up we were so poor that I did just that. Thankfully it is not that way now:) But I do appreciate the women who needed to and collect vintage things because of it:)
~Debra xxx
Capers of the vintage vixens

Jema♥Rose said...

Looks gorgeous to me!

xxxx
Jenny

sjmcdowell said...

I will remain dignified....
even though I have nothing but
the clothes on my back...I will remain who I am..."worthwhile" when I have nothing of worth to sell....
I will move on till I arrive..not sure where but content that at least I made it...with who I am still....intact....with the clothes on my back.

I wrote this from the feelings I felt gazing at the pictures that you posted.

My little gift to You...

Hugs and Smiles,

Susan

andrea said...

Poor maybe, but noble definitely. Could you imagine the reduction in the amount of purchased goods and in turn, goods thrown away in to landfill = reduction in carbon miles. If more people thought along these lines, the world's environment would be a much happier place. No one is above making do and mending.

katiebird said...

I love this, Lynn. I, too, am fascinated by the little fixes and mends on old clothes. When I happened to go to Williamsburg, Virginia a few years ago, I happened to be able to look at loads of old things with mends and make-dos, and I just couldn't get my eyes close enough...I imagined and dreamed about what it must've been like to fix and fix and fix...and now your old mended fixed up thing was in a famous museum...how funny...

Shirl said...

The times of fixing, mending and making do appeals to me much more than the way we live today.

Those times seemed a more nobler way of living, being so much more precious about the things we owned because you couldn't just chuck it out and buy another on credit.

Its living the way we do today that has brought the planet to her knees. So sad.

sjmcdowell said...

You are so welcome!!


Smiles,

Susan

Monica said...

I too love the worn, the discarded, the beauty in tattered details ... and, praise the caretakers who don't pass them by for their lack of perfection, but go on to share their silent stories of useful years … with the rest of the world. I'm sending you a piece of poetry that just about says it all for me.

Let me grow lovely, growing old—
So many fine things do:
Laces, and ivory, and gold,
And silks need not be new;
And there is healing in old trees,
Old streets a glamour hold;
Why may not I, as well as these,
Grow lovely, growing old?

Karle Wilson Baker … 1878-1960

Kamana said...

i see a lot of beauty in these

Madelief said...

Hi Lynn,

The strange thing is that although I lead a life of relative luxury, I can imagine repairing something that I love or want to keep for as long as possible. Even a bra that looks as pretty as the details on your photo.

I am not a person that throws things away easily. If do I'd rather give it to someone I know who will love it as much as I do.

Have a lovely day!

Lieve groet, Madelief

Lois said...

How beautiful! I have a collection of similar treasured darned and mended French garments rescued from a disused French 'Rag & bone' warehouse, they evoke so much about the time, the culture of the period and so much more. Your photography is so delicate and evocative, thank you! Lois xx

Pilgrim at Kerjacob said...

I have read the comments and have goose bumps.
I'm sitting in a Mc Donalds which I hate but its the only place near where I am to get onto the internet.

I love the words and sentiments and they make me miss my home and all the precious ones and things there.

Love to you.

Diane.

Jacqueline said...

I treasure my sewing box.
I am grateful for the lessons of the nuns on how to darn, hem, blanket stitch.
There is something soulful in mending a much-loved item.

Noamaja said...

So, so beautiful! These are the things really worth something. Peoples lives and history! Can´t be more beautiful!

Thanks for always sharing!

xoxo
A

layers said...

I think we all like the old and worn and weathered-- we can imagine the histories.

Linda Carole Bloom said...

When we mend something, we honor our grandmothers, and their grandmothers who sat by the fire after the evening meal with their "workbaskets.". I have a linen pillowcase. The mends are done so skillfully, they look like part of the fabric, actually woven in and out - I can't imagine doing such fine work and I consider myself a good seamstress. Beautiful photography. Love, Linda
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Ellen said...

It's just what my ongoing work is about..."Poverty is not exquisite, but that which comes out of it can be". I was just as poor as this lady must have been, as a young mother,having neither water or electricity in South Africa, and making my childrens clothes out of scraps of fabric offcuts, and the legs of their fathers trousers ( I have three sons).I learned the value of things as simple as a scrap of fabric, and now....30 years later, I still value and treasure old fabrics which all inspire my work, and inspire creativity in the home to like and value what I have....I love these old worn garments...they remind me of my past which has made me who I am now, and inspires all that I make and do.

Jessie said...

I too repair clothes but nowadays only if it's a simple job! I don't darn socks any more though, that's one thing I'll draw the line at in this day and age of cheaper socks! :)xx

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Solange said...

Beautiful post Lynn, you always know how to make us all stop and think for a while and treasure those quiet moments, we find with Sea Angels.
thanks, have a wonderful weekend.
Solange

flowers on my table said...

What a lovely thought-provoking post Lynn.Make do and mend is a motto that may be coming back in vogue in these recessionary times. I hope so.The photos make me think of an old blue and white jug that I saw once, it had been broken and repaired with a metal staple many years ago, but this loving repair only made the item seem all the more beautiful.Thankyou for your comments, sorry I am only replying now,have been in hospital. Mr. Hare has been a bit neglected whilst I've been away, but I am feeding him up now! Have a lovely week, love Linda x

flowers on my table said...

Lynn, thankyou so much for your very kind comments. Feeling much better now thankyou. Happy Easter to you, love Linda x

moa said...

hi dear lynn

I wish you a happy easter!
My family and I are going to New York in the holiday..
I am so exciting :0)
hugs from moa

Kay said...

..how strange, i have just been having a conversation with my Mum about the age of the sweater she has on today!!!...it has been darned, the sleeves rehemmed...a little broderie anglais added at the edge..she could afford a hundred new sweaters but she loves this one!!...beautiful post..and happy easter Lynn.

vicki said...

~~ such are the treasures to be found in a grandmother"s sewing basket. You have made something "old and common" breathtakingly beautiful with your photographs. I am in awe~~
Vicki

tuto said...

dear lynn.
your pictures were like a lovely poem.
a sonnet to the soft feminine.
to our grandmothers time.

it is never about how much we have
but what we do with what we do have.

this is where creativity and magic reside.

and
you dear lynn share your magic with us.

thank you
tuto

Bluebell Woods said...

I dont believe it was a case of being poor so much as thrifty. I was born right after the war, my dad mended his own shoes and darned his socks.I collect things like these myself to remind me of the days growing up. We learned to mend and sew and make things from hand me downs. Fabric was not wasted clothes were altered for someone else when the owner grew out of them. Linens were darned and mended and hand made laces attached to extend the life of a frayed edge. I do remember buying extensions for bra (back) straps.
Janice

Bluebell Woods said...

I dont believe it was a case of being poor so much as thrifty. I was born right after the war, my dad mended his own shoes and darned his socks.I collect things like these myself to remind me of the days growing up. We learned to mend and sew and make things from hand me downs. Fabric was not wasted clothes were altered for someone else when the owner grew out of them. Linens were darned and mended and hand made laces attached to extend the life of a frayed edge. I do remember buying extensions for bra (back) straps.
Janice