Ivey    a shoebox full of dresses  My mother moved from Tasmania to Victoria when she was seven – after her mum passed away. When she arrived my great-aunt Ivey gave her a present to welcome her, which was a doll with a handmade dress. These dresse
       
     
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  Jane
       
     
  Helen
       
     
  Joanne
       
     
  Beth
       
     
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  Jean
       
     
  Polly
       
     
  Claire
       
     
  Mrs Blackler
       
     
  Penny
       
     
  Margaret
       
     
  Mumma
       
     
  Nanette
       
     
  Nanette’s Knickers
       
     
  Mrs Burrows
       
     
  Muriel
       
     
  Ruth
       
     
  Valerie
       
     
  Norma
       
     
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  Ivey    a shoebox full of dresses  My mother moved from Tasmania to Victoria when she was seven – after her mum passed away. When she arrived my great-aunt Ivey gave her a present to welcome her, which was a doll with a handmade dress. These dresse
       
     

Ivey

a shoebox full of dresses
My mother moved from Tasmania to Victoria when she was seven – after her mum passed away. When she arrived my great-aunt Ivey gave her a present to welcome her, which was a doll with a handmade dress. These dresses were made by friends of my grandpa: Mrs. Collier and Mrs. Burrows. Each Christmas my mum and aunty were given a shoebox of them, made from material off-cuts. This tradition was reignited once my sister and I had dolls, too. The dresses were made to fit everyone’s dolls; my mum thinks Ivey sneakily took the measurements and gave them to Mrs. Collier and Mrs. Burrows to make patterns from.

My grandpa was a football fanatic who watched his team training, playing matches and even going into the rooms at half time. Mum remembers being at the footy oval, sitting in the back of their Hillman Hunter with her sister. They played with the dolls to entertain themselves while Ivey was in the front seat knitting.

After having my second baby, my mum and I were sorting through the things she’d kept all these years, deciding what we should keep and pass onto my boys. When I saw the dresses I knew I just had to document them to ensure their stories were not lost and forgotten. Since having children I feel an urgency to capture memories and document ones from the past for our family’s future generations.

I photographed them as I found them: complete with wrinkles, stains and traces of writing. I like that you can see the lives they have led. The dresses hold so much history within their stitches. My sons may or may not be interested in them, but I will be looking after them for future generations.

I think these images receive such a strong response because they’re nostalgic and can invoke childhood memories, transporting us back in time. But I think they can also represent comparisons of culture and society; handmade versus mass-produced; materialism; plus how women were, and are, represented. Everyone will find their own stories and meanings within them.

As told to frankie magazine (issue 45) – frankie.com.au

  Elizabeth
       
     

Elizabeth

  Mrs Collier
       
     

Mrs Collier

  Dorothy
       
     

Dorothy

  Jane
       
     

Jane

  Helen
       
     

Helen

  Joanne
       
     

Joanne

  Beth
       
     

Beth

  Elsie
       
     

Elsie

  Jean
       
     

Jean

  Polly
       
     

Polly

  Claire
       
     

Claire

  Mrs Blackler
       
     

Mrs Blackler

  Penny
       
     

Penny

  Margaret
       
     

Margaret

  Mumma
       
     

Mumma

  Nanette
       
     

Nanette

  Nanette’s Knickers
       
     

Nanette’s Knickers

  Mrs Burrows
       
     

Mrs Burrows

  Muriel
       
     

Muriel

  Ruth
       
     

Ruth

  Valerie
       
     

Valerie

  Norma
       
     

Norma

  Ms Lake
       
     

Ms Lake

  Sindy
       
     

Sindy

  Tilly
       
     

Tilly