Salut! Je suis en train de faire un programme de rembourrage artisanal. Quel surprise!*
*Surprise! I am an upholstery school student! In French!
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So it's been a little while since I updated the ol' blog thing here, but let me be the first to say that this is indeed a strange turn of events in my life. If you had asked me at any point in the past what my future goals in life were, learning to be a professional-grade upholsterer would not have been anywhere near the surface of my mind. I have somehow stumbled on a life situation that would equally mystify my 7-year-old self and myself of 18 months ago. So how did I get here?
A: Quebec, Canada. Grâce à Dieu!
This time last year, I was dutifully trudging off to my provincially-sponsored language classes four nights a week, wishing to speak French better but struggling with an incredibly dull core curriculum of basic grammar and vocabulary related to banking and doctor's visits. The program is meant to help adult immigrants integrate into Quebec socially as well as linguistically, and our homework involved things like learning to write a note to the school requesting they excuse your child's absence. I tried to keep my eyes open and stay alert, but the bizarre maladies I inflicted upon my fictional children in order to keep myself entertained had begun to depress me, and only seemed to confuse my classmates and instructors. I didn't want to give up on French, but I also did not want to go to class anymore.
Boredom might have gotten the better of me, had Tyler not come home one day talking about how he wanted to go to furniture school. He had just attended an information session on other local training programs open to students who spoke French well enough to join the classes. Furniture school? Is that a real thing? We went to check it out, and sure enough, you walk inside this anonymous-looking school building, and down on the basement level find an entire floor dedicated to the shop class of your dreams. Furniture all over the halls and chair frames hanging on the walls, cool/scary-looking tools and a work table for every student! We were totally into it, and agreed that the upholstery program was our top interest (the school also offers programs in wood-working and finishing, but upholstery involves textiles and sewing, and both of us are enchanted by the idea of giving old things new life). I was both nervous and excited about the prospect of language immersion. I figured if I could get in the door, I would be a lot more engaged with learning the language if I could also learn a hands-on skill at the same time.
Et voilà! Check me out, hands-on learning:
I am delighted to share that so far the theory has proven true. I was so relieved when I passed our first test! Yes, this is like a real program with written tests. Intimidating, but on the plus side there are also very clear benchmarks to show me that I am progressing just fine, even in my second language. I might not be error-free in my speech, but I am communicating and understanding more easily every week. My francophone teachers and fellow students have all been incredibly encouraging. It's proving to be a great environment for me to realize my language goals! Plus, there is the benefit of learning a whole new trade as well!
So are you curious about the upholstery part? Here's some basic French upholstery vocabulary to study, in the form of sample materials I mounted on boards that I also "upholstered":
And here's my first completed functional furniture item, a sweet little seat for my very own stool at school:
It's a humble-looking item, but that little seat took more than two weeks to finish! The first several months of school, we worked slowly and deliberately through a lot of training exercises, building familiarity with the tools we use and learning a lot of theory related to materials, structural elements, all the bones of the trade. Our teacher has been extremely exacting about our sewing technique, which initially meant that every time I touched one of the sewing machines for anything, I had to pick out stitches and redo things 8, 9, 10 times... phew! Frustrating much? Yes. Worth it? Also, yes. As a home-trained seamstress, I had a lot of pretty awkward methods I was used to. I can definitely say that my techniques are generally cleaner and sturdier than before, and while I still go very slowly to avoid mistakes, I can see how with time I could become pretty speedy now that I am working from a stronger base. The industrial machines at school were initially intimidating, but now I enjoy using them more than my home machine. They have a very satisfying heft, kind of like the ker-chunk of keys on a typewriter rather than the tippy tap of the computer keyboard. I can't wait to have our own industrial machine some day!
I do still really enjoy hand-sewing every chance I get, though. One of my favorite exercises was our sample square of capitonnage technique. I don't know what this is called in English actually, but it's the thing where you sink a bunch of buttons into the padding to create this diamond pattern of pleats in the upholstery fabric, like so:
Cool, right? I kind of always associated this look with things a little bit more antique and stuffy, but actually doing it was so fun that I kind of fell in love with it. Also, it's surprisingly comfortable to sit on, at least in my version here. So, for our first whole-sized furniture item, I am planning on incorporating the technique! More on that in a bit.
Here's my completed boîte à rideaux... you know, the box that hides the curtain rod? I will come out of this program knowing how to make these things, but not how to name them in English.
I like these pictures because you can see above all the chair frames hanging around the wall, just like we saw when we first saw the workshop. There's one along the wall in another part of the room that's got my name on it, I've already torn off the old coverings and can't wait to get a chance to refinish the wood.
But before we get to refurbishing old furniture, we're all as a class embarking on our first project ensemble, creating individual takes on the same brand-new frame. Here's Tyler with his:
And here's mine, covered in test materials!
We're all super excited to get started with the hands-on work, but first we have to create our plans to work from. Our teacher has opened the door to any possibilities we can reasonably conceive of... which has several people in the class planning some pretty ambitious final products. This is one of my absolute favorite types of classroom experiences, seeing how different people interpret the same problem in radically variant ways. It's going to be amazing to watch these totally unique chairs grow out of the same basic frame!
Myself, I've had about seventeen different concepts for my own chair, and spent literally hours at the local fabric shop fingering all their samples. At one point, I had a theoretical design that I liked involving bright stripes of color, but no fabric to match, and it was time to start getting serious in the classroom. So I changed tactics, and decided to let the fabric talk to me. What do you think of that amazing pink feathery print fabric that I made my curtain box thing out of, and which is draped over my chair frame in the picture above? To me, it looks like a Miami-inspired hair salon circa 1990, but I almost went with it. I don't even know why, but I do kind of love it. I kept draping that big swatch over my chair and staring at it. But then I brought a sample home to our apartment and just really couldn't picture living with it. Plus, I would probably spill my dinner on it, and that light pink would be all stained and sad-looking pretty quickly.
So I went searching again among the fabrics at school, and when I pulled out a couple things I liked I suddenly found a perfect match! When we were first planning our projects, I made a pinterest board of cool chairs, and the very first one I pinned was a beautiful gold velvet chair, with a cat on it, surrounded by lush green plants. I love the image, but it is the plants and the cat that really sell it. (Tyler, by the way, has taken his cue directly from the cat and chosen a fabric with cheetahs on it... it's going to be so awesome!) When I pulled out this roll of gold velour and this deep forest-y green fabric together, I pictured them on my chair with the green wrapped around the gold interior, like the plants around the chair in the photo. And because a tiny piece of me couldn't quite get over the pink idea, I found a bit of pink patterned fabric that I mentally think of as the bloom on one of the plants. I want to sit in this chair on a cold, snowy day and feel like I'm under the steamy dome of a hothouse. Take a peak inside my imagination and see if you can dig it:
So that's all I got for now, but wish me luck putting this thing together! I have a feeling even if it turns out to be an ugly beast, I will love it forever, just because I made it.