This morning I spotted a tiny hole in the shoulder of my wool cardigan. Every once in a while I discover one of these and, today, I began to ponder the culprit: Moths. These strange, ethereal creatures have always intrigued me and lately I have been encountering them in inspiring places. Last fall, I read Virginia Woolf's essay "Death of a Moth" for the first time and have since viewed the insects as comrades in the creative process.
Here is a moth cocoon (via buzznet). The craft behind this process is fascinating. This organza dress by Vivienne Westwood echoes the cocoon's aesthetic:
Also, these fiber work necklaces by Shadowplay remind me of delicate, woven cocoons:
Pair them together and you will be channeling the moth's gauzy, elegance. Just don't forget to keep some moth balls on hand.
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