My Art, My Creation, My Work

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There is always a reason a person stops doing something. Mine is simple, I have been busy handling my other passion, designing.

You see, I am a woman show. I live in a schizophrenic world, no pun intended as  many family members are affected by the disease but my hands are like tentacles extending everywhere.  They move around faster then birds migrating south. I am just creative so they say.

I have been spending a lot time lately creating fantastic pieces and participating in many shows, leaving me with this much window to write but it is not an excuse. 

Once upon a time, I wanted to be a fashion designer so I began sewing, to the point I had my own clients, high school friends, a skill I learned from my mother at tender age of 16. I was riding high, I loved it but it all stopped when I moved to the States where you live and breathe ready to wear, and college took over. 

I was creating and it felt great to see my work on others. Undone, I moved on, dreaming on becoming a fabric designer. So, I began sketching while innocently searching for factories with no way of knowing it would come to fulfillment.

As fait would have it, I ended up in the same city the factories were to be located but as it has happened with many factories, they moved to China. However, the world today is our oyster. We live in the digital age where anything and everything is possible as long as you try.

I thought about combining my two loves, well one of many, designing and sewing and create beautiful pieces for a long, long time but kept putting it in the back burner. I had ideas, may ideas and they were that, ideas until now.

It is without further ado that I present you my first installment of my two loves. The fabric you see, it is mine and the bags, I made them from head to toe.  They are ©Ampablue Creations. Hope you love them as much as I loved making them. 

 

It Runs In The Family, My Cousin!

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Meet Gorretti Pina, she is an author  and designer in Lisbon, Portugal and also my cousin. Her brother who passed away a few years ago, was also a great and renowned artist. Yes, the arts run in my family – both parents side. So, even if I wanted to, I could not escape it. She has written two books, poetry and fiction and is making her mark across the portuguese world. I hope to see her showcasing her collections one day in a major runway show.

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In Search Of Made In The USA : Day 1

It was Memorial Day weekend and sales, sales, sales everywhere. So, what a girl to do other then go shopping.

I looked through both designer and non designer garments but as I was picking through each, something snapped. I was hit by lightning.

It suddenly down on me that every piece of cloth I was touching, was “not born here”, they were all “foreigner”, of a different nationality. I could not find one piece made in… Hawaii or Alaska or Puerto Rico or Virgin Islands. They were all confectionated somewhere else.

This is my quest to find a garment somewhere, somehow Made In The USA. Hopefully, it will be a easy search. Hopefully, I will find it tomorrow. Hopefully, I will be able to find it before year’s end. I am going on a scavenger hunt for that one garment. And the search begins!

Made in Vietnam

Made in China

Made in Vietnam

Made in India

Made in Indonesia