F.A.R.M. goes English

it may conjure up images of tacky doilies or hippy-style waistcoats. . .

but crochet is making a comeback. 

crochet was developed in the 19th century, during the victorian and edwardian era, as an imitation of fine lace - the real thing was expensive, but women could produce crocheted pieces for pennies. 

it enjoyed a resurgence post-world war II and again in the sixties and seventies when crocheted waistcoats and dresses became fashionable with the hippy set.

 

and F.A.R.M. goes English. . .with its own line of bib necklace, made of crocheted colorful floral doilies.

for this line, F.A.R.M. celebrates the rural women of San Nicolas, Baao - my very own community here in the Philippine.

Ribbon Play

"to invent, you need a good imagination and a pile of junk" - thomas alba edison.  i have never met this guy, but we certainly share one thing in common - our love for piles of "junk".  bwahahaha! 

when i bought my pile of ribbons, exactly 5 years ago, i didnt really have anything specific in mind, as to what to do with them, i was just bedazzled by the variety, the colors and the textures.  i was dreaming to put up a flower shop and use my pile on to bouquets and wreaths. . .of course, fate has to have a hand on my life's paths and the directions i would take.  so, instead of having the flower shop, i put up a Cafe and used my pile to decorate and serve a purpose - a divider! 

the creation of F.A.R.M. certainly paved my way to turning my trash to treasure.  from discarded buttons, to recycled fabrics, to scrappy ribbons. . . i have to be literally immersed in piles of "junk"/materials/media, to create.  and for this entry, i present my latest line of F.A.R.M. Threads:  Ribbon Play - 

bags embellished with ruffles and rosettes, made of scrappy satin ribbons and recycled fabrics.  

dainty as they may seem, the bags are sturdy, lined and zipped and carries with pride, the F.A.R.M. trademark.  

F.A.R.M. never runs out of ideas. . .

little F.A.R.M. beings

i was always in a quandary when i look at the heaps of buttons i was accumulating - the smallest, cutest buttons one can ever find,  and when i say small, i mean just that, little, minute, tiny and seemingly useless diminutive gems.  

i didnt have the heart to dispose of them, so i just had them in ziplocks and boxes, and the last time i looked, i had several sacks of them,  bwahahaha. 
now isn't that hoarding? well, not in my vocabulary.  i have to be surrounded and sometimes literally engulfed with immense quantity of materials, media and be in the best of contrivances, to let my creative juices flow, hah, i know myself that much, so i didnt quite worry.  i know, at the right moment and at the right time, a new idea will pop up and a great product will be born. . .

so it came to pass, that Jam, my protege, asked me for our book of genius ideas, thoughts we play upon and entertain, and viola!  a star is born - the little F.A.R.M. being.

for Christmas, these cute  beings, adorned my beautiful farm tree at the F.A.R.M. shoppe.  and when friends, F.A.R.M.ers and non saw them, they just can't help it, they must have my cute little F.A.R.M. beings.  

certainly the star that lit my tree this season.