It lies nowadays draped over my making table with the creamy white backing face upwards, and I often glance down and rest my eyes on the hand stitching and think
The sun shone through it’s fragile layers this week – areas are disintegrating and revealing the inside and the softness and melting colours were so restful
It could stay folded quietly away, but I love it’s ageing qualities – out of sight would I really be caring for it more?! I prefer to keep it with me, alongside me..
The white thread patterns texture the surface – stitches as strong as ever – the even rhythm of their work is quietly astonishing to me and connects me to so many stitching hands – I linger as I Iook, wondering about it’s making
It had an outing this last summer when family children were all camping in a yurt nearby and I thought why not?! I wonder if they will remember it in years to come…It came back smelling faintly of woodsmoke from the wood burner..
I love seeing these seams – the joining that holds it all together and the light shining through in the early morning as I watched it move in the breeze from the window where I left it overnight so I could look at it as I woke…
Pinning, stitching, pressing in a relaxed rhythm – growing the quilt
No set pattern for size apart from the same width for the strips, pieced with continual reflection – strips joining to search for balance – I prefer to work this way, to stop and look – to try out and think why some choices work..
Running stitch – beautiful, peaceful rhythm texturing the layers of cloth – the quilt lying warm and comforting across my body as I work – welcome as the mornings grow chilly with Autumn..
Why Queen Bee? Because this is the year I spent more time watching the bees, thinking more about their ways, hearing them, tracing their flight in drawings… I think the quilt holds some of this in its choice of cloth, its feel as I worked on it outdoors in the sun whilst watching the bees..
These tiny hexagons fill a tin – they measure 1cm face – 2cm diameter
A gift from a special person in my extended family – offered generously and lightly but with astute consideration
They created a miniature scene at Bees Knees
Last week a visiting artist friend exclaimed the making at such a scale would drive her insane… However interestingly they were offered to me with a narrative explanation that the making of these tiny precious pieces – the repetition, the need for precision and concentration, the careful piecing and selection of strings of pattern – all this and more about the nature of handwork were made in order to keep sanity, to stay sane at a particular time in her life…
Not originally a family quilt this one I hold close
So loved and pre-loved …
It is threadbare – worn, faded, torn – the wadding showing through, so beautifully soft to touch – those are the qualities I treasure. The colours are delicate and subtle, mixed with strong indigo blues.. The piecing is balanced, soothing but always offering interest where the eye rests..
When I was a child and ill, I would lie on a sofa by the fire wrapped in a quilt or eiderdown
I used to gaze at the patterns and colours and stitching. I find I still do.
The quilting, in white cotton thread, is so rhythmic, so meditative. And then, on the borders, best seen from the back, the stitching flows – how it flows!
Ruskin Mill is a beautiful place to be with lots going on
Setting up pics will follow – my work re-framed is ready and waiting. In Frome last year at the Silk Mills it looked like this and …
photo credit to Dominic Hewitt at Needlevision
In the making last time it was often helped on by a special friend
The work I am showing this time is a part of this – the paper, wax and wire pieces – they are fragile…. As the delicate rhythm continues, I wanted these caught and held, framed suspended between 2 panes of glass – hanging with the light shining through them – somewhat like stained glass… hope it works out!
Curious what skills need to be learned to frame work – the wonderful drill in this picture belonged to my father in law who was a skilled craftsman – I want the piece to be suspended in a frame between glass, hanging by a web of threads with the light shining through both panes…