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1st Saturday Book Review: May

If you have followed the blog for any length of time, you should know that I have a love affair with textiles and history. This month's book is called World Textiles: A Concise History by Mary Schoeser.

It is part of Thames and Hudson's world of art series which includes several books on my to read list. World Textiles does not cover the minutia of detail that other textile books cover; think of this book more along the idea of Oxford University Press' series: A Very Short Introduction.

The book follows a chronological layout beginning with the earliest known textiles (Chapter One) and progresses through the development of dyes and looms (Chapter two) finally ending with trades and trends (Chapter Three). From Chapter Four through the end of the book (Chapter Ten), she develops international themes: church and state, Western and Oriental influences on textiles, design and materials, Modern textiles and the Art of Textiles.

All in all, I recommend this book to those wanting an overview of textile history. Like most scholarly  books, the bibliography at the end is as helpful as the text of the book.  In this bibliography, she divides the resources into their appropriate chapters therefore if something intrigues you, the concept can be developed easily.

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