Monday, 27 March 2017

Sands of Time


These projects that I undertake
are all about time.
Recording time
The passage of time
Marking cloth each day.


This week Time has been on my mind
and of course the pebbles of these Stone Pathways
must be the oldest of Nature's wonders 
in this land that I inhabit.
Seems appropriate.


Sometimes my attempts are rather clumsy.
This one deserves a softer, gentler touch
but time is cruel
and marches on despite my desire
to take it back and start again.


Oh, to be able to control time.
Slow it down
To give me more of it.


I remember wishing as a child
that I might be able to
speed up those long seemingly endless school semesters
or terms as we used to call them in my day.
Like prison terms as far as I was concerned.


Then I would have liked to be able to 
s-l-o-w  d-o-w-n
those glorious periods of freedom from school.
School holidays
Especially the longer Summertime ones.


A wrinkle in time
Time and cloth come together so often.
Perhaps I should be wrapping these stones in cloth.


Layering time
Cloth fragments layered and stitched.

Stitch a mark every day.



Monday, 20 March 2017

Walking Side by Side

 

The last two weeks not yet joined to the rest of Stone Pathways.
Two weeks stretching side by side
Makes me think of 
walking life's pathway
with my lovely Handy Hubby!


Life companions
or perhaps a couple of spuds sitting pretty.


Sometimes opposites attract


Growing old and wrinkled together


One can't help but gather scars along the way


After more than forty five years walking the path together
we can't help but mirror each other's thoughts.
Problem is nowadays as we get more forgetful
we both forget the same things!


We feel the path we walked as a family
has given our boys
a good solid footing


They are now out there
walking side by side with their
own beloveds
and I know they will give their wee ones
clear, stable pathways to follow.

Having said all this 
I realize I haven't done much walking this winter
ice underfoot
Can't wait for my early morning walks
with the Rusty Pups
with the warmth of a sunrise on my face.

Saturday, 18 March 2017

A Fibre Arts Retreat That Might Interest You

The Society of Fibre Artists of the Annapolis River (SOFAAR) is hosting a Fibre Arts Retreat
and I thought some of you might be interested in treating yourselves to a glorious weekend get-away working on your current fibre project at the grand Queen Anne Inn in the lovely historic town of Annapolis Royal in Nova Scotia, Canada.


It runs from September 29th to October 1st, 2017.

Included in the weekend is a private guided tour of the Fort Anne Historic Tapestry and a reception at the art gallery for a private viewing of the SOFAAR “O Canada” exhibit. There will be a lovely, catered dinner at the Inn on the Saturday night.
There are 12 rooms only available at the Queen Anne and FIVE of them have already been booked!
We need to fill the Queen Anne by April 15th for the event to go ahead so if you are thinking about coming, we would love to hear from you.
While in Town, you can visit the Historic Gardens, take the famous Graveyard Tour, play a round of golf, stroll the walking trails and immerse yourselves in the history of our region founded in 1605.
We hope you will think about spending a glorious, relaxing weekend with us.
Here is a link to the .pdf file with all the information you need to know about this fibre weekend get-away.
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Thought I would post this just in case any of you folk 'from away' might be interested.  Here in Nova Scotia anyone who was not born and raised here is called 'from away'.

Monday, 13 March 2017

Sometimes....


Sometimes I take liberties
and make subtle marks bolder.


Sometimes a pebble is so smooth and beautiful
there is no ice of cloth that will do it justice.


Sometimes a pebble is so beautifully rusty
that I forget to make sure the camera focuses on
my stitching rather than the stone.


Sometimes I jut don't get the colour right.


 Sometimes the marks look like cosmic streaks
across a miniature universe.


Sometimes a pebble brings words such as
'butterfingers' to mind.


Sometimes a week takes all my energy in other directions
and I don't quite get things finished on time.

Have a fun March Break.

Monday, 6 March 2017

Stone Pathways Week Nine and a New Month


Such a lovely rock to handle
It fits in the hand perfectly
Cool, smooth and heavy
with surprising cracks running over the surface
and a small rusty blob.


I like the simplicity of this one
Minimalist but beautiful.


Moving on to the ugliest one so far!
Afraid I just didn't do this one justice.
I wanted to add a bit of colour and contrast
but it really didn't work!


Another one with a rusty stain.
This one I like.


This must be the week for cracked pebbles!


 This one too, I didn't do it justice.
Should have been more subtle.


Now, this one I love.
The stone is still stained with mud
so I decided to use a brown linen
just to bring in another colour.


Nearly a perfect sphere.
Speckled.


The Rusty Pups love my studio too.
They find a spot among the baskets and basins tumbling over with scraps.
They like it even better if something has tumbled out of those baskets
'cos they can rest their noses on it!


Pebbles are happily lining up for their turn.

Monday, 27 February 2017

Mind Wanderings Over Stone Pathways


Looking at this picture for some reason my mind
thought of Hopscotch.  
My goodness... the hours we played that as kids in the fifties.
Then I wondered if in fact I have any control at all
over my mind
for
it seems to wander wherever it wishes
without any control on my part.


I Love the minimalist nature of a few marks
on dark grey linen.


I think it is fair to say that most pebbles in these parts
are grey with some kind of white streak


A fringed divide between colours
makes me think of a grass skirt
perhaps dancing over it's own tiny stone pathway.


As you can see the pebble itself
is asking for a white streak
but
that little scrap of dyed silk is just too beautiful
for me to wreck with clumsy stitching
so it remains as it's own little gem.


Ah, this one I love
it makes me think of one of those old topographical maps
full of little symbols.
Symbols for marshlands, trees, mountains, towns
and many more I can't recall at the moment.
Or perhaps even more ancient rock markings.


This one is tiny
My scrap of silk was not quite the right colour
so it asked to be stitched all over to bring the colour closer.


Such a handsome stone
and silk velvet is way too beautiful to stitch over!

Apologies for my rambling thoughts

Our dear friend, Velma, died suddenly this week
We are filled with so much sadness
for her family and many friends.


Wednesday, 22 February 2017

Progress.....Perhaps.....Perhaps Not!


Earlier this year I wrote a post 'Searching New Beginnings'
I thought you would like to see how some of those
pieces have changed.
This one changed 
from this
then this
Quite a journey so far.
It might change again
but I am trying to keep it simple.



This one hasn't been through quite so many transitions.
It started off like this....


If you recall, I have to make five pieces.


Haven't decided on this one yet.
It is quite different from the first two.
What I like is the lighter streaks
showing up against the lace.
But not much else yet!


Also not sure about this one.
Being surrounded by snow
I had been thinking of bringing in some colour
but
perhaps not!


Think I should perhaps take another look at this collection of greys.
Taking time to reconsider.
Tiny steps in one direction then another.
Moving slowly from one piece to another will hopefully make them
a cohesive grouping...
Which they are not yet!

Have a nice day!