Aprons – stories of the pocket

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Part one - Project 1

Aprons are a long time stable in the western civilisation – I think we all have seen a picture of an elderly woman in an apron, being busy in the kitchen. I read that a generation or two ago, it was customary to donne an apron when you turned fifty. Somehow both a useful accessory and also a sign of aging. I think that is rapidly changing.

But aprons are also for men, the butcher with his knife, the blacksmith with his fire and perhaps the modern man in the garden tending the Weber grill.

I have used aprons for years, they are practical, but they also symbolise a long, female tradition of nourishment along with the passing of seasons. I use aprons in the kitchen but also for painting, ceramics, dyeing, you name it.

I have a thing for the pockets… I have written short stories about the contents of apron pockets, and I have been known for carrying my phone in my apron pocket, ready for process pictures or snapshots. Recently I nearly left a workshop in Italy without my phone, it was left behind in an apron pocket.

But an apron pocket also carries secrets of its own. Treasures can be hidden in a pocket – a little piece of string, a match, a hint of flour, a pair of scissors to cut fresh produce, a coin and an old recipe for tea-cake.

The apron – lots of stories, lots of history, lots of myth and lots of practicality 🙂 – and a textile project, perhaps ?

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