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The New Zealand Costume & Textile Association’s annual symposium

Did you know there was a New Zealand Costume & Textile Association?  There is! And every year they have a symposium, which is a great opportunity to meet other textile and costume enthusiasts from around New Zealand (and sometimes Australia and the US and the rest of the world), and to hear a bunch of talks on a whole variety of fascinating textile subjects. In previous years the talks have ranged from overviews of the corsets in New Zealand museum collections, to sociological comparisons of the collection habits of knitters and drug addicts, to in-depth studies of extent 1860s dresses, and a truly memorable talk about homo-eroticism in 1970s knitwear patterns. Last year the Symposium was in Tauranga, and I got to go spend four delicious days with the wonderful Jo-Anne of Zho Zho’s Textile Adventures.  This year the symposium is in sunny  Nelson, and sadly Jo-Anne is no longer with us.   I’m finding it a little hard to think of a NZCTA symposium without her enthusiasm and warmth and ability to bring people …

So, you hate to sew it, but why?

This week’s poll is about your sewing bête noir – the thing that you just hate doing. I know a lot of seamstresses of various skill levels who hate doing zips, buttons, or sleeves, but those don’t fuss me.  What I really loathe, stuff-up all the time, and try to avoid, is gathering. I did not enjoy making the skirt of this dress! I know!  It seems so simple!  But my gathering lines are always breaking, and going wonky, and when I sew the gathered pieces together somehow I always get a big pleat caught up in the gathering.  It’s horrible and evil I tell you, evil. That’s why I love corded gathering so much.  I was so, so excited when I discovered it.  It’s so much easier! And my desire to avoid gathering is also why I am willing to pleat metres and metres of silk organza into tiny pin pleats by hand.  Anything is good as long as it means I don’t have to machine gather! My very first garment that I learned …