Autumn Bouquet

I know---it's spring, not fall.  However, I forgot to show the autumn piece I was working on back in Fall 2009.      "Autumn Bouquet" is  27"  x  23 1/2".   The leaves were individually cut out and fused onto a piece of pellon.  I then hand embroidered around and on each leaf, going on to back the "cluster" with black felt. After cutting out and around the outside edges and the inner openings, I bound it all together with embroidery thread.  (I have to admit, after going over and over each leaf, this became less and less of a good idea.)   I'm not sure how I feel about it overall, but I do love the colors.  

Oh, Ward---June Is In The Kitchen!

My daughter, Alex, in the apron I helped her make for the birthday of her friend, Eddie.  He loves to cook and has always wanted to be a "1950's housewife"--he was thrilled !  This is probably also the only time I'll see Alex in an apron!

Deep Thoughts

"To live means sharing one another's space, dreams, sorrows, contributing our ears to hear, our eyes to see, our arms to hold, our hearts to love."

Paul Tillich

That's New To Me!

On Nellie Durand's blog, nelliedurand.blogspot.com, she showed and wrote about how to make flat bindings with a "clapper"---(no lights turning on involved).  I asked where to get one and Nellie replied that someplace like Joanne's should carry it.  Then Kelly Jackson at ihaveanotion.blogspot.com reported that she also carried them at her site under the name of a "seam press".  I thought this "device" was pretty cool! Take a look!

SAQA Auction

Finished my 12" x 12" piece for the SAQA auction and will be mailing it off. It's hand appliqued, embroidered, beaded, with a small amount of quilting. I used commercial fabric, peacock feathers, and glass beads. It's the first time I've ever set out to make a piece a specific size, and I found it challenging at first. I love peacock feathers--the beauty, colors, fragility, and the inherent symbolism of vision and seeing. This is another part of our womanly being which is either often viewed as weakness or denied, but there is splendour in the spaces of a woman's soul.