Showing posts with label subversive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label subversive. Show all posts

Saturday, March 03, 2018

Craft Month Hiatus

You may have heard about a little storm we had round these parts yesterday. I got home from work to learn we had no power. (PECO's latest estimate is that it will be restored late Monday.)

When I got home, I started crafting JABC's Seymour the Otter felted pincushion. When the last of the daylight extinguished, I cozied up to the candles and tried to continue. Do not believe the myth that ladies of yore stitched by candlelight. They would have been blind by 20. I finally had to admit defeat and after the dude and I cobbled together a dinner (yogurt and bread and butter) we got into bed.



This morning, I finished the otter (well, not until Nicole took us in because you cannot hot glue without power).


And then I spent the day stitching a leather cuff. This is a Subversive Stitch pattern, and to be honest, I bought a second cuff so I can wear one on each wrist and fight crime. 

I shall persist in making crafts. Heat or no. Electricity or no. No bomb cyclone shall deter me!

Tuesday, July 02, 2013

Get a Load of that Dame!

Faithful reader Kristen, sent along this delightful bit. It's about celebrity stitching. Hell it's about Dame Judi Dench. She's a cross-stitcher. I knew I loved her. But wait, it gets better:
But perhaps the most arresting memory that they take away from being on set with living legend Judi Dench is not her boundless fascination with acting but her penchant for subversive needlework. Her work certainly did not resemble the delicately stitched roses of a Mrs. Bennet. "She makes these like needlework embroideries on set in the tedium of filming", says (Matthew) MacFadyen, "but they are all: 'You Are a Cunt*'. And she gives them as presents. And it's Dame Judi Dench. And she is doing this beautifully, intricate, ornate (work). You kind of see the work materializing as the shoot goes on. Like: 'You Are a Fucking Shit.' Knightley never received her embroidered cushion from Dench but remarks: "I love that! She gives this fantastic air. She just sits there and she embroiders and you think: 'Oh, that's so nice! It's Judi Dench. It's so quaint; she's embroidering a cushion,' and you go: 'What are you embroidering?' And (it says): 'Fuck!' Apparently she's got hundreds of them just covered in swear words or rude sayings."
Kristen sent this to me from the Groupthink blog which links to the longer article that was in Premier Magazine in 2005.

Love that dame!

*This is different-ish in British than in American. It’s offensive in both languages (just ask me about the time I was explaining the difference to one of the dude’s friend’s parents!) but it is reserved for women in American in a way it is not in British. It’s also a little less horrible in British.

Friday, April 16, 2010

Street Cred

Cross-Stitch With Street Cred
Allison Tunis takes arts and crafts to the edge, celebrating female sexuality in cross-stitch


I wish I were more articulate. I wish I could better represent cross-stitch--not the straw man description of "cross stitch" that gets used as a basis for deciding that some people are doing "really innovative things" with our craft. (This also goes for The Girl on the Wall, which I find admirable and interesting but probably not nearly as unique as we are being led to believe.) I'm tired of being pointed to the seat by the grannies because what I'm doing is somehow trite and twee. I'm just so fucking sick of the belief that cross stitch is all teddy bears and country geese, unless it's about naked women, ejaculating penises, and the word fuck. (I'm not on the side of the people who are all "eww, ejaculating penises" either. Is there a middle ground?)

Visit Tunis's etsy shop where you can find cross stitch face that is neither family nor celebrity and thus even more perplexing to me. You cannot, however, find the bright purple vibrator. Now that was what I was looking for.

Tunis is probably a fabulously interesting woman at the center of this. It's just that other people are deciding what gets said about her. It's not really about her.

Interestingly enough, people who are old timey readers of rctn will remember that creepy old guy who used to cross-stitch naked women. I'm pretty sure he used 68 different colors of "thread" too. And then you wonder what's the difference between naked chicks stitched by an art school trained woman and naked chicks stitched by an old man ("outsider art"). There is a difference--for instance, one gets you covered in the news and on blogs--but there's not, you know? Again and again someone reinvents the wheel and others point and say "brilliant!" "Outside the box!" "Innovative and unique!" "Speaks for itself!"

Grr. Nothing, people, nothing at all, "speaks for itself." Just strike that from your vocabulary. The implication is that there is only one way to interpret something. Interpretation, however, is mired in ideology. If you think everyone would have your interpretation it's simply because you can't see beyond your own ideology. So fuck you. Wow. That felt good.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Metaphors

Remember when I said that people were using "cross-stitch" as an adjective to describe things that had nothing to do with fabric and floss? Here's an example. A good one too. Dancing. Go figure.

And more people who think cross-stitch is just for aphorisms (para 11). I'd like to explain what I'm trying to do by bringing these stories to you. Just as I think they would benefit from knowing what "we" are doing, I think we benefit knowing what people think of us, including those people doing the subversive stitching. I think we can learn something from the others, even if the journalists who write about us suck at writing cross-stitch directions.

I love a good Venn diagram but unfortunately my fabulous drawing showing the relationship between "subversives," "40ish something chart stitchers*," and "old ladies"--well, let's just say I'm too old lady to get it from powerpoint to blogger. Still, I don't think it benefits any of us just to write off anyone in the any other group.

So, here's what this 40-something-chart-stitcher managed this weekend. The stocking is almost finished--I ran out of the thread used for stitching the name on the stocking. Just 4.5 letters more to go...And that's what I did even though Stella sprained her paw this weekend and she has been on "bed rest" since Saturday. Have you ever lived with a puppy on bed rest? And no one got any tranquilizers for this endeavor. Damn vets.

*As far as I'm concerned "40" can last for decades. I'm not saying you're an old lady if you're over 40.

Monday, July 06, 2009

Dialogue

Like Donna, I was delighted to see that we have entered into a dialogue about the possible representations of cross stitch, and I do hope it is one that continues. I think that Mr X and I are on the same side, mostly. I didn't see a manifesto on his website so I didn't know that his intention was to "challenge[] the conception that embroidery is just a hobby and not a valid art or craft form...[pieces featured on his site] serve some function in altering people's perspectives of the genre." As you know, I am a big fan of altering people's perspectives of the genre. Which is why I have the "old lady count" and feature the silly stories the media tell about us. And encourage you to write to complain.

I must recommend Rozsika Parker's Subversive Stitch to everyone who wants to be radical. Cross your fingers that it is in your library because it runs $145 in paperback these days. Don't be put off by the subtitle: Embroidery and the Making of the Feminine. The book shows how women have long resisted the very things we think we're resisting today by writing "fuck" in cross-stitch. I don't know, somehow if you know history, you just come off better.

So what were people doing in the 60s, 70s, and 80s to be radical? (In Parker's book, she even shows how women in the 20s were being radical in embroidery.) Since one could write a whole book on this, let's turn to one example, Judy Chicago who attempted to elevate women's craft in the mid-to-late 70s when she created the Dinner Party and reinforced these attempts with the Birth Project in the 1980s. (And indeed, in an overdetermined way, Chicago's work informs this very blog.) The latter focuses more on needlework than the former, though it is included in the place settings of the Dinner Party. (Of course, even Chicago's attempts to elevate craft are open to very valid criticism. Here's a pretty good summary, though not such a good refutation.)

Is the problem that her work seems so old fashioned and feminist? What exactly are people trying to do differently?

One of the main problems with cross-stitch-as-art is that sometimes artists aren't very good artisans--their work sort of sucks. Or more literately, the idea is good but the execution lacks talent. When I went to see the Dinner Party in L.A. many moons ago, they also had a secondary display of artwork that played with the notion of women's work and art vs craft. There were little cross-stitched Piet Mondrian-type pictures on display. With hoop marks. It was big-A Art because it was playing with ideas about high versus low (and also it was in a museum) but technically my eight year old niece could have stitched it. Or maybe the refusal to use an iron was subversive?

I know there are lots of dear readers who refer to what they do as "art" but when you copy a pattern, that is craft. It is the very definition of craft. You can call your cubic zirconium a diamond, but it doesn't make it one.

Of course there are those who create their own patterns and that does move toward art. But unless you have a technical mastery, I'm afraid I can't call it art. There are even designers I wouldn't consider artists. If you are "designing" things that I could design with a charting program, not art. I just think there really has to be some level of design skill involved, and I can point to dozens of popular designers who aren't using the skills they quite probably have. If you are creating reproductions of existing samplers, not art. (But a fabulous service to those of us who love antique samplers.) If you are charting famous artwork or photographs, not art. (I think I have to agree somewhat here with Bronny about the blending of skintones, but I also appreciate that there is always a bit of a pixelated look to cross-stitch which makes it so intriguing in a computer age.)

Donna said "it's the media" but I spent eleventy-million years writing a dissertation saying that while the media does reflect a larger belief system they don't create it. Of course, spreading the reflection, yes, and if that's what we mean by creating, okay, creating then.

And I don't disagree that it's wonderful that young people are taking up all kinds of needles. I was in my early twenties when I started stitching (though I did crewel at a much younger age). I encourage my niece to stitch as well. Stitch, young people, stitch!

But "stitchalicious" says
It's really no different to any other hobby/interest/sport/career. The young are eager and beginners. These are people just getting into it and of course they want positive feedback. And of course we want to give it so that they KEEP doing it and get better. Why can't we be to them what our teachers were to us? I can assure you that my first needlework teacher (ummm, Mum) gushed over the wonkiest, ugliest, worst stitching ever to be inflicted on a piece of fabric and that is part of what kept me doing it.

I must respectfully disagree, having spent 8 years as a college writing teacher. Sure your mother is supposed to gush, but not all teachers are. I didn't have that mother. She praised what I did well, and was honest about my weaknesses. We're in this trap that there's something about self-esteem that prevents us from being critical. Frankly, there's no place for feelings when you are trying to get better at something. I can't possibly imagine the dude blogging about his golfing and people applauding him like he was Tiger Woods (so, it's not like other interests and sport). In sport we have really rather defined categories: professionals and amateurs; junior varsity vs varsity; high school vs college; intramural vs college team; Division I vs Divisions I-AA, II, and III; Olympic-caliber vs weekend athlete; Pros vs Joes. (Of course, golf lets amateurs play with the professionals. Still not all amateurs are equal.) And I'm pretty sure the guy who plays pick up on the weekends doesn't think he could compete with Kobe Bryant; maybe not even the Duke basketball team. Just because something is accessible doesn't mean we are all masters. I'm not going to turn up my nose at beginner work--I'm not even going to turn it over and look at the back--but I don't think that just because you can make an ex on a piece of fabric you should be lauded. And I do think that's what the DIY-media has a tendency to do. Things they haven't seen before should be featured.

So is it ingenious to embroider a picture of your vibrator? Is it "new" to cross-stitch political statements? No. Do I think that people should stop doing it? No. Do I think we need to have a historical grounding for talking about what we are doing? Yes. Do I think that technical excellence is important? Yes. Do I think I'm better than you? Probably (but that has nothing to do with the fact that I am technically skilled but too lazy to make the things you are making). Do I want to be lumped with the old ladies who stitch geese because that's the strawman you set your own radical nature against? No. I want you to understand that the spectrum of crafters and output is much more expansive than you seem to think. Promise me, okay? Then let's go down to the pub and drink to it.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Crafta-tista-liscious-ness

I think I've finally figured out what bothers me about the DIY-youth-craft movement, at least as it is portrayed by the media and occasionally as it is self-promoted. It's the same thing that bothered me about my sister-in-law when she was 22. It's probably a thing that plagues most 22 year olds, but she was the one I was hanging around with when I discovered that 22 year olds are really fucking annoying. They know everything! They find a way to agree with everyone! They know how to solve the world's ills! I'm sure I was like this too at one point, but now I am just a cold hard-hearted bitch who complains about kids today.

But as it applies to the craftina movement, these young things get so much media attention for reinventing the wheel. You know I'm no fan of rctn-Jim, that old fart who stitched the nekkid ladies. I don't care that he stitches nudies, he was just really annoying on the board. But lo, MrXStitch discovers naked stitching and it's new! That's because it's done by young people, people.

Half the time these craftalicious types don't even know their craft's jargon or you know, they use 6 strands of floss and call it "single." Or they put some dumb rap lyric on a sampler and call it hip. I recently got set off by a teenager who photographs Blythe dolls. She called them "expensive Japanese dolls." Well, real ones back in the day were made in Hong Kong, but my sister and I didn't have them in the 1970s because they were expensive. (Man, I wish I could find my old one now. I'd be rich!) Sure today they're Japanese and will set you back $60 but those aren't really Blythe dolls.

This is only one small example. I'm sure you have your own you'd like to share. And you're welcome to.

I'm thinking about starting a new blog. Old farts like me, and maybe you, stitch really "radical" things and get all smug about it. Who's in?

Friday, May 23, 2008

Follow the Links!

Sometimes I think people are reading my mind. By which of course I mean to refer to this guest, or this one, but not the current one. Though her little pigeon laugh will get on my nerves before the visit is through. Why am I not a better person?

Thursday, January 03, 2008

V&A

A belated trip report: One of our favorite stops in London is the V&A. It's sort of perfectly Victorian. They have everything, and there's lots of it. We looked at locks and keys and iron grillwork. Unfortunately, the textiles section was closed. We don't go in for paying for special exhibits. (If you need us to pay, make us pay for the whole museum, or don't lodge the show. And I hate crowds.) So we missed the special couture show, but the dude knows I like to see fabric so we saw the regular fashion collection (and Princess Di's dress of pearls she wore in Hong Kong, a recent acquisition).

Then we popped into the gift shop where you could buy nothing for 4lbs (why don't we have the curlicue L on our keyboards?) "for the person who has everything." Right, eight bucks for packaging.

Prominently displayed in a glass case in the shop was a cross-stitch featuring forest animals over the words "Get Your Freak On," framed, for--get this--1175GB. I'll do the rough translation for you: $2350. We're that clever--and we stitch on linen. Get to it people.

The dude, convinced that picking pockets with your craft is easy, told me I should get in on this. "It's not even really subversive," I complained. So what is? Really, it's all in the context. So it's only subversive if you believe that stitchers aren't. Or weren't (please read The Subversive Stitch so we can get over the new craft revolution being particularly new and particularly revolutionary. You're just showing your lack of education.) I think I'm going to do a cross-stitch that says "It's not as subversive as you like to think." I just need to come up with a picture to go with it...

Edit: D'oh! I've already written about Westerholtz. And I've also written about buying expensive needlework. Have I reached the end of the internet?

Monday, August 28, 2006

Do You Read?

Do you read the Subversive Cross-Stitch blog? Where else can you find a response to Mel Gibson's piggishness? (August 8th entry)

I'm thinking of cross-stitching it on a t-shirt. Right across my sugar tits.

Friday, August 18, 2006

Is Kitsch Cool?

When I was in grad school there was this woman, Lois, who wore 50s house wife dresses with her vintage shoes, horn rims, and red or (better!) orange lipstick. See, it was kitsch because she was an intellectual in sheep's clothing. But really, she just looked stupid.

When I was in high school, I was a bit of a punk. I wore my father's military jacket (with some slogan against capitalism written on it), Doc Martin's, and a safety pin through my ear, and every once in a while I'd drive down to Boston to see Black Flag. But even then, I'd think to myself, "if the point is to undermine society by expressing our individuality, why the fuck do we all dress the same?" It was okay for me to say it, because I was an insider, but when my parents would point out that we were joining the revolution by donning a uniform, well what could we expect really? It was just their way of reinforcing hegemony.

It's not like I can't see the underside of kitsch. It's not like I don't analyze revolution.

I've been thinking about this since I read Anneli Rufus's article It's Yarn Out Here for a Pimp. She reviews the passel of hip craft books that have hit the shelves recently.

First she points out that the movement has a little Lois going on:

Subversive. Revolution. Viva. Most of these authors feel compelled to keep reminding you that crafting isn't dorky anymore — well, yes it is in flyover country. But not here, where hipsters with braided-yarn headbands know that felt Christmas ornaments and homemade snow-globes and bleach-bottle piggy banks and disco balls are ironic. When Auntie decoupages, we want to die. When we crochet, it's kitsch.


I am perfectly willing to don the mantle of dork that goes along with being a cross-stitcher. I tell people I do it, knowing they'll think a little less of me. But you'd better step outside if you want to call me that, bitch.

Then she goes all parental on us:
In principle, a rickrack revolution is really cool. Save cash. Create. But what's weird and kind of sad is how the same handful of themes pop up in book after book. Tikis. Zen. Space, not as in the Mars Rover but as in Plan 9 from Outer Space. Cowboys. India, à la Cube Chic's "visual mosaic of paisley and pop" and Pimp My Cubicle's "Taj Mahacubicle," sporting "broomsticks with white painted basketballs as minarets at each corner." Disco. Pirates. And pimping. ... What marketing director died and made these the themes? Why not, for a real insurrection, a James K. Polk-themed kitchenette or a workspace encrusted in faux rock salt? Hunkering down on hands and knees, Astroturfing your fridge for the jungle look, or stenciling planets onto chairs, you have to ask yourself one question: Is this fun or just cynicism with scissors, poking fun at places and passions alien to me and long lost anyway; spinning snark about what once might have been sincerity; painting and pinning but it's still prefab because some writer told me that tikis are hilarious, that the hustle and bump I never danced are all that passes for iconic in a globalized, homogenized today? You just have to ask yourself. Because you could collage your closet door with pictures of bagpipes or prawns or Charlemagne. You really could.
I just wonder, who's poking fun at places and passions alien to me? Who's the snark now?

Friday, May 26, 2006

We're Popular. We're Really Popular.

Check it out! The Independent News, an alternative paper in Pensacola, FL that has an "audience that is more educated, affluent and active than the norm" puts cross stitch at #5 in their "Hot List."

5. 'SUBVERSIVE CROSS STITCH' Kate Hudson and her knitting needles are so last year. The next cool thing to come out of the uncool world of arts and crafts is cross stitching—only this time it's thanks to a book, not a celebrity endorser. But be warned: Julie Jackson's "Subversive Cross Stitch" ain't your grandmother's style.


In laptop bag news, I finished knitting the top and started to sew it on. When I started sewing on the second side, I realized the top was twisted. It is really hard to take back stitch out of knitting, especially since I can't tell the knitting from the sewing...

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

Subversive News

I recently took a survey for The Subversive Stitch. In it, I suggested that she make just the patterns available, rather than offering only kits--I'm sure I'm not the only one. I do like to think I had a hand in the happy news: Subversive Stitch is now offering a pattern-only option! Woohoo.

Now you can stitch your truthiness on whatever fabric with whatever flosses you like.

Friday, August 27, 2004

Subversive Stitches

Remember back on July 28th (I looked it up) I complained about knitting being more mainstream than needlework? (To be honest, I think I complain about that more often, but we'll go with the most recent.) Subversive Cross-stitch is doing lots to change that. I love the divergence between form and function--the way that your gramma's country cross-stitch cows and bunnies are subverted by your teenage cousin's attitude. So I bought three: Happy Holidays, Go Fuck Yourself, and Bitch Bitch Bitch, which is, of course, only to be expected. Julie's work is heading to the mainstream via Target.com and Urban Outfitters. Target.com is carrying the less offensive ones, "Whatever" and "Get Lost." Urban Outfitters, however, has balls. With any luck people will begin to see that stitching doesn't have to be all cutesy-cutesy, and as one person who found out that I stitched told me, tacky. Now, if only Julie at Subversive Cross-stitch would sell patterns only; use linen; and take the designs up a notch in difficulty. Well, I had to bitch about something.

What kind of bitch am I?

daria
Sarcasta-Bitch: Well aren't you the clever one? you
have a witty answer for everything and that's
why you've been labled as a bitch. But always
remember there's always someone out there who's
more sarcastic than you (me for example) but
keep up the good work.


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