A story of needle holders

I’ve always loved needle holders! 

My first encounter with a needle holder was when I was about 8 years old. It was my grandmother’s. I remember it was white with red polka dots, and inside were two little felt sheets filled with needles.

I found it touching in its simplicity. My grandmother never parted without it: it went everywhere with her, even in her handbag.

I adored my grandmother. It was certainly she who, quite unwittingly, passed on to me the very special attachment I feel for this object.

When I started this blog in 2016, my first post was called “The Blue Garden”. And guess what it was? It was, of course, about a needle holder.

Today, the needle holder is part of what I call my “intimate possessions”. I like to have several so that I can change them whenever I feel like it, but it’s also a gift that I like to give to people I care about.

It’s a little garden in the form of a notebook, with two felt sheets to hold the needles.

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Sometime later, I thought it would be interesting to create a less traditional needle holder in a different shape.

This gave rise to the idea of an octagonal model, which closes like a shell. The two inner sides were designed to hold the needles, which allowed me to abandon the traditional felt sheets.

This needle holder, both original and practical, perfectly embodies my desire to innovate while preserving the essence of an object so dear to my heart.

And so “Le Fraisier” was born