As Tina correctly observed, this is definitely two separate jackets. As she says, they have developed two very different personalities, which I find very interesting. Two things that started out from the same point have become so far removed from each other that they no longer sit comfortably together. Is it the materials: one silk and the other cotton? Is it the design: one abstract and the other more illustrative? I’m not sure I can explain it or account for the difference, and actually I know I don’t need to. They have become what they are.
Before I unveil the silk jacket so far, I need to introduce this lady, with whom I was recently reunited:
She is slightly older than me, by about a year or two. My mother bought her in the early 1960s, and typed envelopes every evening – in addition to working full time – in order to pay for her. She was a constant presence through my childhood, modelling many dresses, blouses and skirts, and for some years has been wrapped up in various cupboards and lofts. Recently out of retirement, and adjusted to reflect my own dimensions, she now stands quietly and reassuringly in the corner of my workroom. Here she is modelling her first garment for many years, and looking as if she’s never been away:
So now I have a couple of issues to resolve. The first is that this silk jacket now needs its own lining. I need to decide whether I should piece the lining, or whether the lining should be one plain fabric. The latter would mean having to buy new fabric, which I don’t really want to do. I have the equivalent of yards and yards of fabric already, but everything I have is all in tiny pieces. The other issue is that I don’t need two jackets. Do I carry on with the cotton one anyway, or do I cut it up and turn it into something else?