Sewing is fabric during metamorphosis, as with the Blue Morpho
I am dearly mesmerized by the beauty of the butterfly. The beauty, the strength and the fragile nature of the butterfly does something to my spirit. I can't explain why, but to say, I am at peace when admiring God's grander. I took this picture while at the Houston Museum of Science, Cockrell Butterfly Center, an indoor rain forest built for the sole purpose of raising and harnessing the beauty and natural habitat of the butterfly.
I was lucky to get the picture of the Blue Morpho butterfly's upper wing surface, which is really not actually a color. The color seen is actually "due to the reflection and refraction of light from tiny ridges and pits on the scales covering the wings." It took lots of patience and stillness to wait for this baby to spread its wings, but the wait was well worth it to see the brilliance of Gods creation. I am continually in awe!!!
So you say, what does a butterfly have to do with sewing. Well for me, I continually work to morph fabric into a creation all my own. Something I can wear with pride. I have had fabric sit in my stash for decades, yes decades, waiting for the day I can think of an outcome which I would look forward to wearing. Sometimes, it can be as complicated as a formal fully embellished garment with all the bells and whistles, then there are the times its as simple as a skirt. I am thankful to God for the gift he has bestowed upon me to be able to sew, to use these talents to transform a piece of fabric. No matter how simple, I am always delighted at what I can create.
On our "Fun-day Sunday" I took mini-me and a relative from Chicago to the butterfly center an a stroll about at Houston's famous Herman Park. I wore this skirt I whipped up of an old eyelet fabric I had in my stash. Nothing special about this skirt, yet something very special about the day. Albeit, it was HOT!!! as with any summer day in Houston, and extremely humid. My cousin insisted it was comfortable for her. I warned, you don't live here, so this is a welcome change to the cold of the Chicago.
|Rice Paper Butterfly|
|The yellow is the Julia Butterfly the red & black ones are Postman|