dashers

A while ago, I posted a photo on Diary’s Facebook page of Brooke shredding ribbons in the car. Like this:

 

 

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{image is a photo of Brooke, shredding a rainbow striped grosgrain ribbon}

And you asked what we do with the detritus of this activity, which looks like this:

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{image is a photo of the result of the shredded ribbon – a mad jumble of individual threads. Brooke’s foot is a bonus.}

And I said, “Um, nothing.” And then I felt sort of ridiculous, because, well, there had to be something we could do with it, right?

Today, Brooke’s anxiety had her swimming in a toxic soup. So we headed to AC Moore to raid the dollar ribbon bin. We found a great selection of pinks, a glittery mesh (which turned out to be a bust for shredding), and the rainbow pictured above.

As soon as we got into the car, she started shredding.

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{images above and below are of Brooke pulling apart the ribbon in the car.}

and shredding ..

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and shredding …

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And I thought of you guys. And the fact that she was, in her own way, producing something really beautiful.

So we went out later in the afternoon and bought some mason jars. And did this.

{images below are photos of mason jars filled with the various jumbles of thread that Brooke created by pulling apart the ribbons.}

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And this …

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And this …

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I told Brooke that I thought they looked like jars of spun sugar. Or fairy hair. She shrugged and said, “They’re dashers.”

And so they are.

And I think they’re really beautiful.

16 thoughts on “dashers

  1. That was a great idea. Are you ready, though, for a house filled with mason jars that are filled with lovely shredded ribbons? :-}

    Love you,
    Mom

    • Super good idea and not only would it be a creative way to get rid of it . I also think it would look great in the sacks. 🙂

  2. Dashers….what a most wonderful name…..I would buy a jar of Dashers….out of the anxiety…..the clinched fingers…..hot tears …..and completeness hopelessness comes….the “spun sugar” the sweetness…..the Dashers….contained in a jar…..to bring us….remind us….to tell us…..in a rainbow of ways…..that it will be okay….a jar of Dashers…..thank you Brooke…..for helping me today!

  3. Seth and I love them.
    They are indeed absolutely beautiful.
    Love the idea of putting her work in jars…art is everywhere, if we’re only willing to see it.

  4. Unfortunately, my son’s obsession (du jour) with destruction is unspooling cassette tapes. If I knew how to knit, I would have an afghan that would cover a house by now. I also now have no record of my 1980’s inspired mix tapes. I’m not sure that’s such a great loss in the scheme of things.

  5. Beautiful dashers! I’m wondering if there is a way to contact you regarding ribbon I have that I would love to send your way. I currently have an Etsy shop, but am downsizing things due to my own health issues, and think the ribbon I have would find a great home in Brook’s mason jars.

    • oh gosh, i have no doubt, but sadly, i’d have nowhere to have you deliver them. i’m sorry to hear you’re downsizing, your hats are adorable!

      • Thank you so much for your kind words. After I saw your latest post with the ribbon, I thought perhaps it would make someone happy. I completely understand though. Love your blog, and all the insight. Thank you for your reply. 🙂

  6. I love how they’ve become art! Just a thought, if you end up with too many mason jars full, what about putting them in sheer organza bags and adding lavender or some sort of soothing scent, and making sachets to put in your drawers to make them smell nice? They would look pretty and smell great too. Or get bigger sheer organza type fabric, stuff them and sew the end up and make little pillows. They’d make great gifts 🙂

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