Will we become warped as we weave?
Gimlet Rose, "Gimlet in Black and White," fabric designed for Nigel Enterprises, 2008.
We are such stuff as dreams are made on.
And now, I am the stuff of fabric.
My revels now will never end. I will drift of to sleep on my own image.
Am I sheepish about this? No.
I view my iconic status ironically. Tintin's Milou has been there before me. When you are a wire fox terrier, you are resigned to influencing design.
We wire fox terriers are such stuff as dreams are made on.
We grace all manner of textiles, toys and doodads. A terrible independence swaddled in fluffs of white fur, we beg rendition. It's much easier to train an inert Steiff than it is a live wire.
Therein is our problem. We look as though we are for everyone, but we can only live with a few. Spirit and defiance are in our very fabric. Some buy the notion that we are cute little pups ... wholecloth. We wires are cute, but the stuffing underneath ... not for everyone.
Just a few.
So how do I translate into fabric? What are my designs on the textile world? Am I delicate wash or can I take a heavy load? Will I wrinkle more than my nose? Do I shrink from daily use? Will I, like an insubstantial pageant, fade?
Most importantly, will I survive a tempest?
Yes. I think so.
I like this fabric. It is not faceless, nor baseless. It is a design I can live with, after all.
Now, what about some new draperies for the living room? I'm only $9.99 a yard!