“I can do this all by myself….” was my mantra as a stubborn and crafty twelve-year-old. I spent many a day stowed away in the, rather fabulous, vaulted attic of our 1804 Virginia countryside home, stitching things together on a vintage White sewing machine that I bought at a nearby garage sale.
Having begun this artistic journey in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains and graduating from UVa with a BA in Anthropology in 2005, I then landed in Charleston, SC; a land of artistic individuals and entrepreneurs. It took only 2 years immersed in such a vibrant art and fashion scene before I began to wonder what I was waiting for. The more than occasional question from my art supply store owning mother of "what type of business are you going to start? and when?" didn't hurt either.
Improvising my way through a life chock-full of d.i.y. endeavors is sort of my bag, so when it came time to pick a name for my business of crafting little works of wearable art, Add Libb just seemed to fit. Add Libb was born in late 2007 and I have never looked back.
At first I sold my works at the weekly award-winning Charleston Farmer's & Artisan Market. A few years later I began travelling to art festivals all over the country to exhibit at outdoor fine art festivals. Now Add Libb handbags are available for purchase in several boutiques throughout the Southeast and online as well. In 2019 my family and I moved to Greenville, SC. We are thrilled to now call this art-centric, friendly, gorgeous town our home, and I am happy to say that Add Libb is thriving as much as we are.
I am a fiber artist, constantly covered in bits of thread and fabric fluff, but I consider myself equally a builder, so it is not a surprise that I chose a form of fiber art that is very functional and useful. When I am not sewing, or chasing my stubborn and crafty daughters around, I can be found in my garage, coated in saw dust and holding one of any number of woodworking tools I inherited from grandfather. I am proud to have come from a family of makers and I think maybe, just maybe, my girls will follow. Wondering what they will one day be caked in brings me such joyful thoughts I cannot tell you.
Thank you for your curiosity.