Every so often I get gifted things to get all ‘arty farty’ with. Yesterday I was so excited when my lovely neighbour popped over to tell me that she had got her dad’s old trunk out of the attic and did I want to take a look. Of course I was gazing adoringly into the trunk practically before she had even finished her sentence, as it was absolutely filled to the brim with beautiful feathers, sparkly trims and chenille wools, and I really mean filled to the brim.
It transpired that my neighbour’s dad had been a passionate fisherman and the colourful contents of the trunk had been used for making his own flies and lures. I saw some examples of his work and they were an art form in their own right.
I had a glorious afternoon playing with the feathers and trims. I added in some of my vintage buttons and ric-rac, and I used my vintage daisy wheel to make flowers with the chenille. I am absolutely chuffed to bits with my first creations – two gorgeous, rockabilly fascinators.
So here’s to the proud and creative fisherman Lewis John Jenkins. I really hope that he is fishing at the end of the horizon somewhere stunning and smiling happily over his life’s collection being used in a very different ‘arty farty’ kinda way. ❤️