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When you grow up in the Hebrides among your tough Harris Tweed-clad menfolk and the smell of wet tweed and feel of rough wool is as familiar to you as your own skin you have permission to mess with it.
The ancient coming together of our island sheep wool in woven and knitted form is an eternal delight for the senses.
In tiny stone homes folk carded the wool and spun it making threads that bound communities of hand knitters and weavers in industry and clothed, as it turned out, the world.
Slamming Harris Tweed fabric up against Harris wool or any other pure wool feels natural.
To be wild with it; to let the ragged edges show, bare, to cut it imperfectly, to cherish tiny pieces of fibres and let them sing a different tune feels like an evolution of our Hebridean spirit.
As an indigenous Hebridean woman taught a traditional craft of our people, playing with our natural fibres makes my heart sing.
If you like you can explore past INNER WILD articles in an arc that spans across time to 2010 on www.innerwild.blogspot.com. Some favourites include: Remember the joy that was curating and viewing Etsy Treasuries? Several Etsy Treasury fragments featuring INNER WILD remain here, maturing beautifully Animal companions love to be involved in photo shoots. Say …
Hello Autumn you beautiful harvest season of misty mornings, long nights and mellow fruitfulness. We surrender to crisp leaves crackling underfoot, the zing of cold air sharp in our lungs and the soothing, cosseting bliss of wrapping ourselves in layers upon layers of natural, hand knitted wool, silk, cashmere, alpaca . . .
When Faerie Magazine tweeted about the interview with INNER WILD last week, {what a magical experience that was!} it reminded me how shocked I was when I realised how many INNER WILD creations I’ve modelled over the years wearing fairy paraphernalia. And yes, even with an actual fairy! How have I accumulated so many pairs …
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As familiar as skin: Harris Tweed
When you grow up in the Hebrides among your tough Harris Tweed-clad menfolk and the smell of wet tweed and feel of rough wool is as familiar to you as your own skin you have permission to mess with it.
The ancient coming together of our island sheep wool in woven and knitted form is an eternal delight for the senses.
In tiny stone homes folk carded the wool and spun it making threads that bound communities of hand knitters and weavers in industry and clothed, as it turned out, the world.
Slamming Harris Tweed fabric up against Harris wool or any other pure wool feels natural.
To be wild with it; to let the ragged edges show, bare, to cut it imperfectly, to cherish tiny pieces of fibres and let them sing a different tune feels like an evolution of our Hebridean spirit.
As an indigenous Hebridean woman taught a traditional craft of our people, playing with our natural fibres makes my heart sing.
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If you like you can explore past INNER WILD articles in an arc that spans across time to 2010 on www.innerwild.blogspot.com. Some favourites include: Remember the joy that was curating and viewing Etsy Treasuries? Several Etsy Treasury fragments featuring INNER WILD remain here, maturing beautifully Animal companions love to be involved in photo shoots. Say …
Autumn feelings
Hello Autumn you beautiful harvest season of misty mornings, long nights and mellow fruitfulness. We surrender to crisp leaves crackling underfoot, the zing of cold air sharp in our lungs and the soothing, cosseting bliss of wrapping ourselves in layers upon layers of natural, hand knitted wool, silk, cashmere, alpaca . . .
Inspiration: Faerie Magazine
When Faerie Magazine tweeted about the interview with INNER WILD last week, {what a magical experience that was!} it reminded me how shocked I was when I realised how many INNER WILD creations I’ve modelled over the years wearing fairy paraphernalia. And yes, even with an actual fairy! How have I accumulated so many pairs …