Friday, December 2, 2016
Ann Wood is willing to teach me, both about her stitching process and also about her personal creative journey--this is something that's been on my mind lately, too; what is the work I am meant to do, that only I can do? Am I spending too much time making things that don't really need to be made--clothes that don't fit or suit me, things made for weird reasons like outside pressure, or gifts people don't really want? How can I get closer to who I really am as an artist and a maker?
Monday, November 28, 2016
Doubt became certainty in the cold light of day, and I unraveled it without remorse. Patons Gold has an appointment with my dyepot today, which can only improve it. It needs more complexity, although whether Grape Kool-Aid can add any complexity to anything is what I am about to find out.
Meanwhile, inspired by the beautiful work of Ann Wood, I went for a scrounge in the garage bins, on the hunt for these doll legs I made way back when and then stashed away when the rest of the dolls they were meant for failed to manifest. The striped fabric came from a tattered antique quilt top, the rest of which I did not find in my bin rummage and it haunts me now. I can't possibly have gotten rid of it, but where oh where did it land? Anyway, these doll legs, these unfinished bits of something of my very own, please me so immeasurably. They are the beginning of something creative. There will be some sketching, some experiments, some play with fabric scraps, and they will, I hope--I'm sure--emerge. Two sisters, with interesting hair and probably shawls, and these wonderful, witchy, rag doll legs.
I finished this yesterday, too, as the last of the daylight waned. There was just no working on it after about three o'clock. It is, of course, Alicia Paulson's Love and Joy stitch sampler, made from her PDF pattern on Belfast linen in "Rue Green," already in my stash but not quite the fabric she suggests, and pretty small. I struggled a little with seeing the holes in the fabric, my aging eyes and their trusty bifocals were a pretty even match for the 32-count linen. I worried that it had finally come to pass that I had got too old to do something I want to do, which made me mad enough to keep going until it was done. Let's see if I can get it in a frame while it is still 2016.
Monday, November 21, 2016
Agathis hat by Agata Smektala (free on Ravelry) in Malabrigo Rios "Plomo"--I think "plomo" means "that color the sky turns right before a huge blizzard ruins your day"--actually, this color is quite captivatingly grayish/purplish/bluish, and as is usual for Malabrigo, seems to gleam a little bit with inner light. This yarn, and this beautiful hat pattern, is going to save the day, I think. Also, this: Alicia Paulson, who has the magic touch, for sure. Pure loveliness. Moby Dick on Soundcloud (I've already made it further into that hallowed thicket of verbiage than ever before--I wish Stephen Fry would just keep on talking forever) and knitting and making more and more coffee. Not so bad, really.
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Thursday, November 10, 2016
Monday, November 7, 2016
Monday, October 31, 2016
Fleece! This is not even the whole thing:
Before the wash: