Friday, January 28, 2011

White on Black


Several as yet unblogged (stay tuned) projects have been consuming my time lately; I haven't had much chance to shoot for fun and it's been even longer than that since I've had a chance to participate in Carmi's wonderfully introspective Thematic Photographic project. This week's theme of curves felt like a good match for this closeup of an antique crocheted tablecloth. It's one of a series of family heirlooms I'm shooting for a friend, who's using them to illustrate a book she's writing about her family history. Can you imagine the hours that must have gone into making this, one painstaking stitch (is it called a stitch in crochet? I'm hopeless with a needle, or crochet hook, myself) at a time. Not only a family heirloom but a reminder of another time, one that existed in a completely different world.

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Dina said...

Don't as ME what a stitch or whatever is called. Sadly untutored in these crafts. All I know is that the pattern and your photo are beautiful.

Sara said...

I don't crochet but I'm pretty sure it is called a stitch, same as in knitting. That's a gorgeous pattern. I can't imagine trying to create it, however, one tiny stitch at a time!

Karen S. said...

Oh my yes I know...lots of fun loving enjoyabe crazy hours! Great curve post!

Gilly said...

Great curves post, and very clever! Beautiful stitiching too.

Dimple said...

Yes, the stitch in crochet is a "stitch!" ;) This is beautiful work, how fortunate for your friend that it was preserved, and that you are documenting it.
I do crochet, but I have never attempted anything so fine or large as this tablecloth.

Kelley @ magnetoboldtoo said...

that is almost identical to one that my dear Nanna had in her dining room.

Made me smile. thanks for that.

Carmi said...

I closed my eyes and was transported right back to my bubbeh and zaydeh's house, and the ornate dark wood pedestal table in the living room that was covered with a tablecloth very much like this one. In my mind's eye, I can feel what it was like to stand there, all barely-four-feet of me, in the dimly lit room, surrounded by reminders of a faraway life.

This is a powerful image of a powerful icon of your friend's family history. You have, in typical Robin style, captured the meaning in this shot. I can't wait to hear how the book project progresses.

Daryl said...

What amazing patience and agile fingers that took