The Association for Contract Textiles (ACT) has been part of my professional life almost from its inception in 1985. When I arrived at Knoll Textiles in 1987 my employers were actively engaged in charting a course for this fledgling trade organization. Originally created to increase visibility for contract textiles, over the years ACT has taken on the mission of […]
It was gratifying to have a good crowd and attentive audience for my CEU presentation in the San Francisco Fabricut showroom in March. Reviews on the IDCEC website were positive and I won’t pretend that all this validation wasn’t reassuring.
Kudos to all for having the vision, the tenacity, the chutzpah, to take this chance, bringing authentic textiles out of the hallowed halls of design centers and plopping them so emphatically into their customers’ living rooms.
The entire front lobby was filled with Herman Miller sofas covered in a new Marharm wool plaid in a dazzling array of colors that would have, and probably did, make any Scotsman weep with joy. High end jobbers HBF Textiles and Knoll Textiles introduced novel designs and qualities in wool that I took to be a clear sign that wool was on the ascendence again. But where had it gone? Why was this recent proliferation of wool so noteworthy?
After 17 years that is saying, what, that I don’t buy much furniture? Yes. That the furniture I have bought comes with an acceptable fabric already on it? Yes. That I am loathe to replace perfectly acceptable fabric with something that more specifically suits my tastes, and if I’m honest, my ego? Yes. That I have trouble making the big decisions on such things because what if it is only perfect for today and not tomorrow? Yes.
My first recollection of being swept up by the siren call of textiles was of fondling an iridescent silk scarf my Great Aunt Edna brought my mother from India. At the age of 7 I had never touched anything so fine and would sneak into my parents bedroom to find the scarf in a dresser […]
How did I get here? This is not my beautiful house. This is not my beautiful wife . . . or maybe it is. After what seemed an interminably long gestation period, and quite a bit of being dazed and confused, as The Talking Heads so entertainingly articulated, we are LIVE! This textile designer and mill […]