Un Oiseau Dans Son Nid (A Bird in Its Nest) by Sabine

Un Oiseau Dans Son Nid (A Bird in Its Nest) by Sabine

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…..lovely portraits can come from anywhere, and there are a lot on family-oriented blogs like this. The shots might not be perfect, but at least they’re honest and deeply-felt – not someone else’s daughter ‘shopped to an imitation of Barbie’s plastic shine….

It’s the story of Sabine, a French woman, who is in love with knitting, crochet, sewing etc., but just as much with the female antecedents who passed on the skills, and the unnamed daughter whom she so often knits for:

So, first of all, this blog is dedicated to my grandmother: without whom the needles’ clicking would not be so much linked to pleasure, and without whom I would not have had this desire to return to these generations of women inspired by Needlework;
To my mother, who knew how to pass on to me the pleasure of doing everyday childhood, and who, with her good taste, made me handmade clothes that were distinguished;
To my daughter, who takes me off the beaten path, loves herself in wool, who dresses better than me, and who wears the clothes I conceive for her with great pleasure.” (Un Oiseau dans Son Nid)

The blog is called Un Oiseau dans Son Nid, and since she often seems to buy wool from shops in Quimper, she probably lives in Brittany. I’ve only had time to skim a few of the large number of posts (40 pages of archive), but I noticed that her last real post was around Christmas 2014 (tho’ she did add one in 2015 to mark the terrorist attack on the Charlie Hebdo office in Paris) – with no mention that she would stop posting. Here are a couple of illustrative shots she did for other knitting/sewing projects (including the featured image above the title):

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The blog it reminds me of is Les Filles au Beurre Salé  by Christelle Claude – even tho’ that isn’t a crafts-based site like this is – and not only because it’s also by a French woman. There’s a similar delight in the charming clothes the bloggers remember wearing as young girls, and that the desire to recreate the styles is linked to a longing for a less complicated, more girl-centred world of gentleness, traditional beauty and simple charm. (It also reminds me that the post linked to had number “I” attached to it – number “II” being another promise I should attend to…) Here’s a memory from that post:

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