Had a lovely surprise phone call this morning, from a woman whom I don't know very well, but had called to offer me help to make my blog a little more bloggy!
Now she runs a very splendid blog herself, so I would be in good hands. Actually it would help if I just wrote more often, but there are many enhancements that I would like to make.
Doreen is a woman who like myself, has trouble settling on one art form, so we flit from one to the other, leaving great piles of UFO's and debris behind us. The problem is, there are so many wonderful ways to create, and if I try them, I usually fall in love.
I really enjoyed the conversation, thanks Doreen - and will look forward to catching up with her one day soon - and picking her brain.
Well my year of living quietly has actually backfired quite badly on me. More about that another time.
I have done a few things - including a tapestry! Now I have not made a tapestry for about 30 years, so challenged myself to use many different fibres, and to colour outside the lines a little. Above, you see a picture of Harriet Loves to Dance. She has her two different pairs of legwarmers, her dancing hoofs, her pearl necklace, and her Princess crown. Now she needs to be framed. I thought of making her into a cushion, but decided that her jewellery would not take kindly to being laundered should the need arise.
So Harriet's body is the only wool on this canvas, I have used Perle threads, silk, soft cottons, and have an interesting collection of fibres left over. I will have to do another to use up some of the threads!
I also finished a new quilt. It's photo also keeps rising to the top of the page - another mystery to be unravelled.
This was a UFO that has occasionally risen to the top of the pile, only to be submerged again. I felt the chill of winter one day this weekend, so hauled it out and finished it, so that I could wrap myself in it should the need arise.
The thing I love about this quilt (besides it's 'put your sunnies on!" brightness) is the fact that it is made of fabric that I dyed myself at a workshop. And the fact that it is technically abbysmal in that it has more wrinkles than my own face, is neither here nor there. It makes me smile to see it, and will warm me on chilly days. How could you look at this and feel sad?
I willdobetter I willdobetter I willdobetter........
1 comment:
Glad to be able to help anytime Ruth.
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