For those of you who love Dooce*: about a millennium ago, she posted a link to Subversive Cross Stitch, which just about made my brain explode with adoration. I mean, who would have thought there was another person in the world who appreciated little hand-stitched, 30s-era samplers with such foul-mouthed gems of wisdom as this?:
It reminds me so much of my dear departed grandmother–whose house looked like a tea cozy/craft explosion and who also called my teachers lazy whores for giving me homework, when, if they did their damn jobs, I would know everything before leaving school (wtf, Gram?)– that I choke up as I read little quips like “Don’t Make Me Cut You!” and “Get Out My House, Bitch” all adorned with rows of little duckies and hearts and flowers.
- Incidentally, the cover of Dooce’s new book, It Sucked and Then I Cried, was actually done by the Subversive Cross Stitch diva, Julie Jackson, a little known fact that I somehow missed plastered all over the internet. When I saw the cover, I was all, “aww…that looks a little like…” Duh.
ANYWAY, I thought I’d share another guerilla craftswoman I fell in love with a couple years ago: Nicole Locher of Locher’s. She’s an adorable Swiss girl who lives in Paris and designs embellished clothing with hand-stitched, turn-of-the-century embroidery motifs that her grandmother taught her…only instead of forget-me-nots and little birdies trailing slender curls of ribbon, she embroiders forget-me-nots and little birdies trailing slender curls of ribbon with maxims like:
Cute Little Fuckers, I really need a fucking coffee, and my personal favorite, Boys. She also designs jewelry– sweet, delicate lockets that say things like tell me you love me, strung right next to a tiny, glinting MEAT CLEAVER CHARM.
Oh. My. God.