Stitched by Tom Hickman.
When I look
at the stitching work I have achieved over two days it strikes me that a
machine could have done it in a matter of seconds, given the right program with
the corresponding image it could have stitched a perfect leopard far better
than I could ever hope to achieve with my failing eyesight and fumbling
fingers. So why do we bother doing anything by hand, what is it about the human
hand, that human touch that values the handmade above the machine made?
Ever since
man stood on two legs he’s been looking for a walking stick to make life
easier; when he turned from tanning the hide to shearing the fleece it wasn’t
long before he invented a machine to weave. Almost forty years ago I purchased
at auction for the princely sum of seventy eight pounds five piece of framed
embroidery, amongst them were two 19th century samplers, one early
18th century sampler, a religious embroidery on silk and a the
framed front of a silk waistcoat encrusted with the finest of embroidery. On
the backing paper of this frame was a text that stated this was the waistcoat
of Sir Walter Raleigh. I sold it that same week for thirty eight pounds and
since having studied work from this period am now convinced that someone got a
bargain. Today it is hard for us to imagine how the human hand could have
created certain pieces when spectacles were unknown and illumination was by
candles or daylight.
During the heyday of stump-work a glass bowl similar to a
goldfish bowl was placed on an adjustable wooden stand between the candle and
the work so as to focus the available light.
For nearly
three days I sat and unpicking an old remnant of Harris Tweed to get just the
right tone of peach thread and reusing it for the leopard’s pelt. I overworked
this with black and white to create those spots and watched the menacing image
come to life.
According to
The Bible Darius the King of Persia cast Daniel into the lion’s den but I
decided right from the start to liven that image up to include a variety of big
cat species.
The first
rough composition sketch put a classical almost sculpted male lion in the
centre foreground with the somewhat worried looking Daniel off to the left
surrounded by cats, while top right a guardian angel floats unseen by the King
who has come to inspect the fate of Daniel in his overnight accommodation. Even
though the drawing onto the canvas is kept to a guide line minimum there is
still a real sense of magic.
I’m often
told that I stitch like I paint and that maybe so when considering mixing of
colours and the use of contrast but wool certainly does not behave like paint
and I find the slow progress is more like slow motion drawing that gives me the
time to more easily access my inbuilt library of information.
I started
stitching Daniel in the lion’s den in Western Australia, continuing in France
and finally completing it during the summer months in the Outer Hebrides where
I could source a more complete range of darker shades from my stock of Harris
Tweed bobbins. To get enough detail and expression in the human face stitched
in about a square inch is often a matter of chance but I was pleased to have
achieved a degree of terror on Daniel’s face.
As the separate pieces are
assembled and stuffed with cotton wool the lay out of the picture changed and
in order that the cats were well spaced I introduced an old tree for them to
climb on, while pillared architecture was introduced to support the ceiling of
the subterranean den and give the image more depth.
While
waiting for my connecting flight at Doha airport the entire Qatar Airways
on-board crew formed a half circle of admirers around me as I stitched. There
is a fascination with textiles across all cultures and as soon as they had
moved on two elderly Japanese women replaced them and even with very limited
language I was able to explain how the raised work was done. It is very rewarding
to be seen as someone special who is not playing on their I-pad but actually
creating something with their own hands.
On a recent
visit to a textile shop I spotted some sowing machines and their ability to
stitch had been well illustrated by a small piece of perfect embroidery showing
a beautiful young woman wearing a large hat full of flowers, alongside this was
a second identical piece all done with a simple computer program and no human
input. The age of the machines is with us but in the field of art it’s that
hand-eye coordination via the brain that creates charm and guarantees that the
handmade will always be superior to the machine simply because it is
human.