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Confessions of a clothaholic...
My addiction to cloth began in Canada with an old LeClerc table loom that I came across in a second hand shop. I bought it and taught myself to weave with the aid of a few books. I began to collect cloth: embroidered linens, damask, crochet lace, tapestry fragments, handwoven coverlets, old American hooked rugs - everything that had been formed by a maker's hands.
Then I saw some small bolts of indigo blue and white fabric at an antique fair. I began some research and discovered that the fabrics were Japanese and were for making kimono. A few months later I managed to acquire some kimono silks. I had never handled such exquisite fabric in my life. I couldn't get enough of these scrumptious fabrics or the kimono that they were made into, and that's how clothaholics.com was born.
I know that there are other clothaholics out there because I meet them and talk to them almost every day. With a little prompting, they all have stories to tell about their compulsion for cloth. It's a wonderful community and a fascinating journey. Happy trails.....!
Helen Smith
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