Chill from the windows – draughty, too cold! Some make-shift curtains called for.
I found some calico and treated us to some fleecy interlining
A little bit of unpicking as I remembered I had a ‘walking foot’ to smoothe the stitching!
I tend to learn by making mistakes – in making I work out how to make! So I kind of find myself having a go – unpicking – re-thinking and re-working and something emerges as I work – it isn’t the ideal way but it is is my way of understanding. That process was wonderfully captured in this image – a blur of thinking, making, re-making
Some tabs to run along the cord – ad hoc ‘rail’ – red bias binding left over from Christmas – cheerful and why not?!
Ooh – they work! A week now and creeping down in the early morning light it is true – warmer and a sense of achievement – they may be make-shift but I made them and they work and we are warmer!
It started with winter present making and a desire to keep loved ones warmly held
Crochet is wonderfully rhythmic and I don’t feel stressed about any un-picking like in knitting, as one tug on the strand and it easily unravels so I can remake stitches.The repetitive action relaxes my mind – back to the meditative again and those interesting connections!
There was a continuation too – the finishing of a small random blanket from bits and pieces of leftover wool that someone had watched ‘in the making’..
Some research into making mittens brought me quickly back to Attic 24 and I so enjoy the colourful joy here! Christmas night had me finishing a pair of these till 2am – hey ho – I had made a mistake and didnt see it until I laughed at the resulting muddle – quietly though, as everyone was sleeping! I am fascinated and intrigued that the children in my family then got so involved and enjoyed the designing and decisions they could make in requesting neck warmers and mittens for me to make for them during the rest of our stay. They shared the mistakes, the problem solving, their thoughts about colour, and watching the process and this was as much a part of giving as the ready finished gift… why do we worry so about these matters of presents, when actually I realised this ‘making’ time was what was a memorable delight ..
Bobble edge courtesy of Attic 24 – SO easy and flowing to follow for someone like me who often finds patterns really hard and frustrating to understand
I am part of a ‘quilt challenge’ – a fragment piece every couple of months with each person having chosen a theme secretly and a blog to share work! I like the difference creative play on an unexpected theme gives – have a look at the first offerings here
the feel of the layers, the slow smooth stitching together creating those textures
the drawing of grasses and earth showing through and threads cut, drifting in the air
hand stitched knots – flakes floating down
coral stitch frame for defining an edge and leaving edges floating
the memory of a walk
capturing an experience – the sound of birdsong, energy of small darting feathers seeking food, trickling water, sharp cold enlivening the senses
The same walk – along the water meadows early in the morning to capture the fleeting snowfall
After the silence there is birdsong and darting movement, the sound of snow melting, trickling then gently streaming
Crackle of ice underfoot, sharp cold that invigorates the senses
Observing the changes the blanket brings to the landscape
The urgency to catch the sights, sounds, feel of these moments before they disappear
A white little egret in a tree…
The sluice gate had a vibrant energy I wanted to catch into my creative process!
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..