Stiches of Art

Art can be anything a person creates out of their imagination or feelings. The outcome of intense passion for something can be art. I have a love for fashion and thanks to my best friends mom, I also posses the skills to sew. When I was in 4th grade I was watching her sew one day and she asked me if I would like to make an outfit. I said sure thinking it was pretty cool. The finished product was a pink and yellow floral skirt. I was so proud of myself for creating a piece of clothing that I could actually wear. I kept up with the hobby by doing little projects every once and a while but never a huge project. One day when I was about 15 I was watching a marathon of project runway, and I envied their abilities to translate their concepts from paper to fabric. I thought to myself, I know how to use a sewing machine why can’t I create my own masterpieces as well? That night I sat at my desk with a sketchbook and a pencil and filled pages with clothes I wanted to make. I loved the idea of having complete freedom to make what ever I want, and the luxury of it fitting perfectly to me. It became obvious that I was going to have to start simple because just because I knew how to sew didn’t mean I was immediately going to be the next Donatella. I decided on a plain blue sundress with a simple ribbon design around the waist. Within a week my room completely transformed into a sweatshop, complete with an ironing board, sewing table, and a sewing mannequin. The finished product was nothing like what I was picturing in my head. It had crooked stich lines, a zipper that barely worked, and stray strings hanging everywhere. But to me it was perfect. I was so proud of the fact that I took an idea from my head and put it into action creating my very own work of art. Every great artist, or in this case clothing designer has to start somewhere. Sewing has become a major outlet for my creativity and it allows me to express myself in a way that most people cant.