I’ve just finished this dress that I call “Winter”; my third in a series of four long- sleeved dresses that I wanted to add to my store. My goal is to have at least one long-sleeved dress in each size available. I just finished cutting out my fourth one, a size 4, so hopefully before much longer, there will be one, OOAK, long-sleeved dress in each size in my shop!
I thought I’d speak a bit about “Winter, ” and it’s creation, because its appearance was a surprise even to me. I know that seems strange. It’s not the first time that I’ve been surprised by one of my dresses. The whole process of creating something has always been a bit of a mystery to me, and making this dress, is a perfect example ~
Not always, but often, before I begin working on a dress, I have a pretty good idea of what I want to do with the dress. I usually have a picture in mind. It’s not always a completed picture, but it’s at least a basic idea. What puzzles me, like what occurred while making this dress, is what happens between the time I begin working on a dress with a particular image in mind, and the time I finish the dress—–and have created something entirely different from the idea envisioned when I began -
Finishing the dress before “Winter,” I began thinking about what I wanted to do with the size 1 that I planned to create next out of a piece of printed white cotton fabric. I suddenly got an image of a white dress with green, or possibly white, smocking. The dress I envisioned had a very simple, pretty design of smocked zig zags, interspersed with embroidered red, green, and white candy canes~ Yes!! That was it! I ran & got a piece of paper & a pencil so I could sketch a simple picture of what was in my head. I don’t usually write my ideas down, but this looked so cute the way I pictured it, that I wanted to be sure it wouldn’t be forgotten.
I began the dress with my original idea, working white smocking into a zig zag pattern on the white fabric,—– and somehow worked my way into the scene you see pictured in the photo above. It seems to have just “happened.” I don’t remember consciously making a decision to abandon my original idea, nor do I remember ever having visualized the scene that emerged on the dress. It’s as if my fingers just took over; as if they had planned the scene from the very beginning- and I was there simply because I was attached!
Now that the dress is finished, I look at it and feel very fortunate. Though it was not at all what I had in mind when I began, I’m pleased with the way it turned out- Fingers did a good job! Once again I’m left baffled by the creative process, but that’s o.k. Sometimes it’s nice to just be surprised!!