The kids and I have memberships to Bowers Museum and Kidseum. A few Saturdays ago we decided to go do Native American Sand Art at the Kidseum, it was cool! I wished I had brought my camera, but I was still on my reflective, weblog hiatus. The kids got painted on by a face painting lady, but they all wanted their paintings on their arms … ? Go figure (Dadda is a tattoo artist, in case you don’t know). Jonny got a snake, June got vines and flowers, and Aveline got a horse. The Kidseum was cool, the kids found things of interest there that I easily would have overlooked, which kinda goes to show that they know what they’re doing at that place. I tend to be the one loving museum kids’ stuff more than anyone in the family, so it was super refreshing to see them get into the exhibits (which are all hands-on, yay!) for long periods of time. Their favorite area was the dress up area. There is a floor to ceiling, wall to wall mirror and hats, from cloches to sombreros, shoes, from Asian platform flip flops to high-button boots, dresses, tunics, caftans, in all sizes, I was so impressed at the array of cultures and time periods represented in those fun clothes. I couldn’t help myself from trying some on and fantasizing about stealing them! See how sad it is to go on a reflective, weblog hiatus? I would love to have shared pictures of the fashion going on that day. Well Miss Aveline Mae found a skirt that she did not want to part with, the display it brought out of her was beautiful to behold, dancing, twirling, I could tell she felt that skirt. So what could a sewing mother do but offer to try to make her one of her very own? Stay quiet is a good option, I suppose. Incidentally, it was a circle skirt, I hadn’t sewn one before. Here is how it turned out, she styled the photo completely, she even went and got me my camera, since I was having a good conversation with my visiting friend.
The fabric is from Japan, Rei and Hata from Inkrat always bring me amazing gifts, since I am the wife of Hori Shido (Sid’s Japanese tattoo master title). One time I asked for fabric and received more than I’ll ever use, unless I make more circle skirts! I’m happy to say that Miss Aveline Mae loves the skirt, which isn’t always the case when I am trying to recreate something she has her own ideas about. I’m not sure she feels the same in it as she did in the one in the museum, but who knows what history and magic is lurking in that one’s fibers, surely I cannot recreate that.
























































