I love buttons. I love the history of buttons. I love the use of buttons. I love the design of buttons. And, I love the art of buttons.
I have over the years managed to collect many buttons. I cannot share how many buttons, mostly because there are too many to count.
|Victorian Mourning Buttons|
I like to incorporated buttons in any and every sewing project I undertake. New cardigan: exchange boring buttons for some; a little more interesting. Who needs zippers? Use buttons. T shirt a little blah? Sew on a couple of buttons.
|1880's Calico Transfer Buttons|
|Japanese Design Buttons|
|Embroidered 1930's Buttons|
When I was a child, I would comb my mother's button box looking for all of the rhinestone buttons. I mistakenly thought they were jewels. So sparkly, so beautiful and so not diamonds. Too bad.
As I have grown older I have taken a shine to the Czechoslovakian black glass buttons, which were hand cut, like Waterford crystal. In between, I have fallen in and out of love with the Japanese enameled, Victorian mourning, calico transfer and the carved mother of pearl buttons.
Truly, what delights me the most about this useful little item
for closing and embellishing our garments is: when I sew them on to my family's clothing, I am reminded, it is the little things that hold us together.