My flower journal pieces from 2015 are now finally all together. I had intended to make them into a fabric book, but it didn’t really show the pieces to their best advantage.
They have gone together quite pleasingly into a wall hanging. And I can enjoy the flowers all year round.
Here are a couple of other pieces from recent workshops or classes.
Dragonfly from layered sheers, machine stitched and cut away with a soldering iron.
Circular tapestry weave, an interesting experiment with a kit I bought in the Yorkshire Dales last summer.
It’s a busy week on the writing front.
Yesterday “Just Write” met at Colehill Library. We had some fun exploring ideas about Spring, which is on its way, but sunny days are often preceded by cold grey misty mornings. Here is an impromptu poem we stitched together from images and phrases we generated as a group. New territory for some who say “I don’t do poetry”. Well now they do!.
Today Colehill Writers also ventured out of their comfort zone to write in a new venue. We visited the Russell Cotes Art Gallery and Museum on Bournemouth clifftop. The air was cold, but we enjoyed writing about the eclectic and sometimes bizarre paintings, sculpture and ceramics in the collection, followed by an excellent tea in the Urban Renaissance Cafe in the gallery.
Tomorrow I am running a writing and book making table at Colehill Library’s Children’s Easter Activity Morning. Then I’ll need a rest…
A couple of hundred miles north and a few days later, the blue skies and Spring sunshine are gone.
We are visiting Macclesfield to see our grandson, and staying in a holiday cottage on the edge of the Peak District . This is the view from our window this morning.
The last time we saw snow like this was just over a year ago when we travelled north to see him when he was one day old. Then he was a tiny, sleepy new born. Since then he has changed, grown and developed into a happy toddler, always ready with a smile and chuckle, chatting in his own language.
It just seems like the weather hasn’t changed!