Ciao again dearest Needlework Friends!
As mentioned in my last post about Giant Knickers, I still had to finish off the buttonholes of this garment... I put this off NOT because it was a boring job or that it'd take such a long time, BUT because I knew it is pretty compulsive for me, and if I started, I likely wouldn't be able to put it down - until my hands really hurt, or they were all completed!
So I just wanted to share here; each buttonhole - and what a joy it is to work around a wee cut in a fabric, some of them less neat, and bring the cut back to clarity, as it were.
I've been 'doing' buttonholes for a long time, but my recent return to needlework got me on a whole new vibe with them: helping friends and neighbours out with occasional paid sewing jobs, I wanted to put that little bit extra effort into the work...
I often reinforced buttonholes, because on bought garments they often unravel or become weakened over time, through use. A loose buttonhole can affect a garment hugely! I often adjust my own buttonholes, on new or on well-worn items, because I am extremely sensitive to things fitting nicely! If a button keeps coming undone, it gets me really aggitated! If I have my sewing kit in my handbag, if I'm out and about, I'll get to it immediately. It is deeply satisfying to me, to have a previously-loose button then fit beautifully.
A good buttonhole - the right torque, or the angle and tension of sliding in of the button - can make a garment which is already a favourite... THE favourite. Buttons are magical, but without a right, accompanying hole, they are useless!
So each of these buttoholes on my Giant Knickers, was very meaningful. I live very spontaneously and creatively, and this allows me to see-feel-know everything as metaphor. The metaphor is the magical channel-between-dimensions, that lets us see how Truth interconnects all things - and thus unlocks our power to affect positive change (i.e. be creative) in the world. Metaphor is like the first step into Magic and Alchemy.
Buttonhole metaphor - for me- relates to borders, to tiny tweaks being vitally important, to the yin and yang relationship of hole and button, and to the attention to detail of right stitch for a particular fabric edge...
And perfecting a buttonhole really can - at least for folks like me who adore detail - become addictive!
At least, on these big underpants, there were ten holes to work on. Tiny wee intense jobs like this get me really inspired: I feel all professional and proficient, capable and industrious, even if I am sitting in bed whilst sewing!
Especially in the most domestic setting, working so intimately, whilst also being in an intimate bed setting, seems to connect me - via hands and heart - with all the folks who used to work from home doing similar work.
All the needleworkers in particular: across the planet, in different climates and seasons, through the ages and even right now alongside me - dipping and pulling the needle and thread, in and out and in and out and in and out... Breathing deeply, stretching occasionally a leg or arm, or shaking the hands and wrists... Feeling their work profoundly, and taking such care and attention to every single stitch.
The power and energy sewn into a garment which is hand-finished like this at home - is incomparible, in respect to a machine-made garment in a factory, where the folks in servitude to a corporation are paid a pittance.