HEADLESS MANNEQUIN Flees NYC Apartment
She had her time here since
we met outside Baltimore--huge vintage store in Ellicott City--um, 20 years ago. Never dignified with her own name, she appeared at a couple of my shows, but had less respect as time went on and she was a neck to hang stuff--compost and other neckpieces. Nothing really glamorous like the old days.
"Can I borrow her? I'm doing a graduation dress for my niece," my neighbor Annette explained. An opportunity to downsize gave the answer, "Take her! Keep her!"
Sally Stitch, Push Button Dress Form, could morph through a range of sizes. The idea of her actually being used thrills me; she has moved on, just across the street, into a better place, one of industry and value. She joins another taking-up-space memory, one with no function at all.
Woven stainless steel wire cloth. Purchased around the same time as Sally Stitch when I was entranced by everything woven and not cloth.
Copper wirecloth, blue plastic from Mexico, green, black windown screen (made Condom Amulet from this)--all had their moment. But the stainless steel was this artist's conceit. A curved piece, 2 by 4 feet, should have been included in my house sale in Baltimore. But no, all 20 pounds came to Harlem.
Thanks to a visiting crochet artist, Laurie Anne Sims, it too has now fled to another life. Laurie came and stayed overnight--she was helping Nan Kennedy who'd brought her Sea Colors Yarn to Knitty City a few weeks ago. Because Laurie too is drawn to stuff like wirecloth, I asked if she'd take the piece home to Brunswick, Maine. "Oh, sure!" She got it-- with the tag attached. Fortunately there was room in their very full-of-yarn van. And now it's lighter here.







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