An ironing board is one of those domestic necessities that is only ever noticed when it performs badly and recently I’ve had quite enough of squeaky metal ones with uneven feet and mesh tables that leave their diamond pattern on delicate silk. My last ironing board was just about tolerable until one day when the […]

A ridiculous amount of work went into this blouse which I made when I was at the peak of my loving satin stitch phase. It comforts me to muse on the fact that painters fall into these ruts of obsession all the time. Mark Rothko found his emotional needs satisfied in those blocks of deep […]