Natures Abundant Inspiration In Fashion Clothing Design

Jul 6
13:04

2008

Patrik McMurray

Patrik McMurray

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Inspiration can come from anywhere at any time so say artists and designers. Keep one eye on English weather for it too can change at any time. It, nature has been the subject matter of many period artists the world over, through to the famous Bloomsbury Group of London; even in modern times, fashion designers draw from archived or active inspiration from nature.

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The hills and valleys become a collage of colours as the sun stoops through the clouds at timely intervals,Natures Abundant Inspiration In Fashion Clothing Design Articles intervened by even more timely rain.

A very famous depiction of nature at its best, the Willow pattern, no doubt the most copied crockery style in history. Thus avoids any illusion of the contribution Britain has made to everlasting styles, albeit, seemingly borrowed from the orient.

India and the orient have never been to far from our English shores, brought even closer through the advent of internet, shedding light expressly on foreign cultures’ natures’ influences now seen in clothing and accessories.

As far drawn as the Polynesian isles, Hibiscus flower were ferried to fashion houses. More recently straight off the catwalk men’s floral suits, again using Hibiscus ready to be watered down for high street store conservatism. Keep one eye on the weather it can change at any time, perhaps a return of dandyism is immanent.

Now for a change in tone, but the subject matter still follows a thread. To properly construct a rock and Roll song you need verses, dynamic lifts (a change of chord placement at certain intervals) a chorus, bridge interlude (instrumental solo) quite simple.

But the success of a rock and roll song, amongst many other things, depends greatly on its chorus to achieve top ten status. Bruce Springstein hit number one with “Born To Run”, listen closely to the song.

There is no actual chorus, but dynamic lifts are myriad. He was one of a kind and wisely drew from his own natural environment to produce art, not flowers and rolling hills, but from Asbury Park New Jersey, from its multi cultural inhabitants on the streets. A song is a culmination of many different artistic talents.

Similarly, individual artistry on canvas is transformed through complex intervention. Dyes, computerized looms are weaving silks around the clock around the world. Nature a culmination of many things becomes a prime subject of inspiration for fashion designers. The finished product in it self a true depiction of artist’s vintage and contemporary.

The silk tie an ideal medium to reflect natures’ brilliance, a subtle rendition by Vivienne Westwood is a favourite of dedicated followers of fashion.

The Point Sienna petal is a perfect scaled replication of the actual flower in full bloom. The realism captured and repeated in colours beyond natures’ scope makes it a true designer tie in essence.

And miniature cufflinks fashioned from gold, silver, enamel and crystal are blooming. In fact clothing and accessories in general are treading a trendy path into hills and valleys, where blankets of flower petals beckon inspiration. What is true of nature is mimicked in fashion, both constantly changing. Keep one eye on the weather it can change any time.

To close this article appropriately here is a poem by William Wordsworth, inspired by nature.

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed - and gazed - but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.

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