Monday, January 19, 2009
"STAR" BUNTING FOR OUR NEWEST STAR
RED FELT GIFT
Sunday, January 11, 2009
From mohair curls to . . .
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Just a Glimpse . . . of a Felted Butterfly Wing
When I began felting, I'd try to mimic an entire object; however, along the way in my colorful journey, I've become much more interested in capturing the subtle colorways of closeup detail - does that make sense? If you really, really look at nature with a new eye, you can train yourself to appreciate these variations and combinations of color as well as appreciate the exquisite detail all around us.
I always make a test sample before starting a project and take notes of what to do more of and what not to do next time. This little sample is wool and mohair that was machine needle (using the Baby Lock Embellisher) and then wet felted on to black chiffon which is lovely and "puckery" where it peeps through although you can't quite see it here. It was rolled many, many times before "fulling" and it shrunk very nicely making the stitches quite pronounced.
Things learned from creating this sample:
I'll use all wool for my "real" project as although the mohair blend was the perfect color it is still a little hairy in some areas (as can be seen around the edges) although the wool is well integrated and felted.
I'll incorporate some black wool the next time to add more definition. Although I was not initially a "black" wool lover and steered away from it, I've found that it definitely adds a wonderful contrast to even the softest of colorways.
Thursday, January 01, 2009
FIRST FELT
Back to the Scottish culture and the wonderful memories I had while growing up - there were other New Year's traditions too - the house had to be clean, the bills paid, the shopping finished before New Year's Eve. While Christmas was mainly for the childen, New Years celebration "Hogmaney" was for adults and indeed they did know how to have a good time singing and dancing. If the "First Foot" (the first person to walk through your door from the outside after midnight) was tall, dark and handsome, you could expect good luck the rest of the year; he had to leave a silver coin. Every year, when I hear "For Auld Lang Syne", I can't help but think about Rabbie (Robert) Burns, the Scottish poet who wrote it - I'm sure in his wildest dreams, he had no idea that it would become the traditional song of New Year sung throughout the world every year.
Oh Baby!
One more gift made by Nana Margo with love for John Winston (Win) expected soon! He is named after his Dad's father (John) and my husband's middle name (Winston) - how is that for special honor!