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Liberty Floral
I've been spending for too much time cruising the Internet researching inspiration for my college assignment.   As always it's hard to know when to stop but it's exciting to keep discovering new people see their work and read their blogs.  My brief is to look for floral surface pattern design - it's limitless and wonderfully inspiring and there is lots to choose from but I have to be honest and say I return every time to Liberty of London.   http://www.liberty.co.uk/blog/

I have loved Liberty for a long time - the shop itself is full of glorious goodies and the fabric department has always had a special place in my heart.   I remember many wonderful visits to the haberdashery floor spanning many years - from 1972 as a would be 15 year old rock chick - in town to see Led Zeppelin - wearing washed out patched and embroidered Levis (I still have them under the bed) desperately coveting all the fabrics on display, but knowing my scant finance might stretch to about 3 yards of something wonderful.  10 years later - my wedding dress - vivid green liberty silk with pink detail (honeymoon Reading Rock Festival - now fully fledged rock chick)  then my first child - rock music out of the window  - money tight and i worked at the Liberty concession in a Leeds department store. T hen the children resplendent in matching Liberty as wedding attendants..   Liberty is timeless, it has over the decades moved with the times and continues to have a definite impact on fashion and furnishings.

I have quite a stash of Liberty fabric, vintage and more modern, big and little bits. Recently I visited an exhibition  all about Liberty over the years at the Fashion and Textile Museum in London and it has prompted me to think what can i do with all this fabric - there is not point in hoarding it - life is too short - this fabric deserves to be something splendid - probably a quilt but I'm open to ideas...

a selection of my Liberty fabric

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