My cousin gave me this little bird’s nest before going travelling. It is one of my greatest treasures ….. I hold it so carefully
A small drawing – made whilst only looking at the nest itself and deepening my observation and understanding of it – I mostly draw this way so as to be mindful of what I am experiencing or drawing not judging the drawing itself and so I look for longer though I often draw quite fast!
Today’s images are from a long, light, layered panel which was originally exhibited as part of the Brunel Broderers Exhibition Curious Drawers in 2010 as part of the festival events from Stroud International Textiles.
These for today are glimpses, facets – caught in the folds.The work is pieced with drawings of ‘family hands’ from 3 generations, reaching out and interlinking – and some written phrases…
.. and a couple showing details of stitches that join, hold, connect
More to be revealed and unfolded…
Drawing, free machine, hand stitch on cotton organdie
Janet Haigh mentions this piece from a visit to the exhibition – have a lovely browse through Janet’s blog!
And – credits and heartfelt thanks to Kay Swancutt once more for the photos of my work
A follow on today in some ways – a flowing film… but a silent movie – no words needed… apart from the credits at the end!
Credits rolling to – my brother for the original photos which I altered, pieced, stitched – and to Kay Swancutt for these photos taken today for this blog – with my thanks to you both and to the wonderful stitcher as well!
March and half way through the first quilt making for a little project called ‘inching along’ – more when this is ready to share…
An in-between place and time, a ‘there and not there’ place and a need to capture ‘winter’ (the first theme) in ideas and samples with the days growing lighter, warmer – though this may still turn back, and the mists are beautiful…
Thoughts – warmth, layers, snow-covering, comforter quilts, texture and touch, changing light, calm shapes and colours, half hidden under covers
And then, a walk in the snow
I did some drawings
And now, the warmth of special bamboo wadding from Kay, some fine turban cotton the bright white of snow – white silk thread to catch, hold and texture, layers (always layers), and charcoal to bring through the hidden ground.. and some threads loose and waiting..
My mother’s hands – such a familiar gesture, outstretched with something to show and a story to share, unfolding…
Hands through time, across generations and spaces, passing on making,
stretching out to each other, connecting and holding..
First image – work in photography.
Second image – work in free-machine drawing, hand-stitch, drawing details in pen, worked on organdie fabric – 3 generations – hands of my mother’s, my own and my niece