Sunday, February 19, 2017

scratching an itch...

a while back i mentioned a hankering to learn to weave...

since then i've taken a one day introduction to weaving class, a one day class on reading weaving drafts, and i've played about on a frame loom

i also bought myself a 24" rigid heddle loom, but the most fun i've had lately is with this little "wee weaver" swatch loom by purl & loop

it measures a scant 4" x 4 1/2" 

i've woven some textured cotton yarns on it, played around with strips of fabric and yesterday i had an urge to weave with silk and lace

and to see what would happen if i strung beads on the warp before winding it on the loom


the challenge is to get the number of beads right - once you start winding the warp it's pretty hard to add or take away

but it's quite fun to slide them up and down!


 wide strips of grey silk, folded in half, alternating with ragged strips of very old lace


 it took a few tries just to get to here - the plan is that when the weaving is done the silk will fold to the back and i'll carefully stitch in down - the lace will come to the front


 i posted it on instagram yesterday and someone asked me what it was going to be


 "i don't know", i replied...

"right now i'm just scratching an itch"

stay tuned

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

paying the piper...

 probably one of the first expressions i learned that made sense to me immediately, no explanation required...

i've spent many, many happy hours dreaming away, la la land we called it when i was young
teachers often mentioned it in report cards, year after year, teacher after teacher
"jillayne is a day-dreamer"

lately my day dreams are more often than not about this room, my studio, and what's in it

it's chock-a-block full of all sorts of delightful goodies, most i've chosen for myself, some gifted to me through the recent craze of "de-stashing"
i'm much more judicious in my purchases than i ever used to be - never mind that i've run out room, i'm also mindful of the time i have available

i've learned  that the things i like to do the most are the fiddliest, most labour-intensive, using up next to nothing kind of creations you could ever imagine...

like the little scrap you see below


a very little bit of paper, silk and lace, a few beads, a modicum of embroidery thread
smoosh it all together and it wouldn't take up three square inches of space

but don't ask me how many hours...


 i love it though, on ever level
love looking at it, loved making it, love thinking about it, love sitting in la la land day-dreaming about it


 trouble is, at this rate of resource usage, i've enough supplies to last me a very long time

and i long for a room that has space in it, supplies enough, but not over-flowing abundance where to get at one thing, you have to move two

making fiddly things, while very delightful, is not going to help create space in here...

so this year i've resolved to make an effort to do things a little differently - making an effort, not just to use things up, but also to take the time to make some of the things i've wanted to make for a while but pushed aside when a bead glimmered at me in the most delightful way

i bought the fabric, surely i must have wanted to actually make something with it???

over the past few weeks i've doing some old-fashioned quilting, in new-fashioned ways

four little quilts, small table mat sized


a tiny four-patch


 my favourite one - a disappearing four-patch


 simple crosses


and finally, square in a square

this last one has a very strong appeal for me... beautiful quilts are wonderful things but quilts made up with a mish-mash of fabrics, some pretty, others, not so much- they're something special...

approachable is a word i like to use for them

a child would be free to drag them around, inside or out, the dog or cat can curl up on them at will
and they're amazing to have wrapped around you on an under the weather kind of day

the only thing is, little quilts don't help out much in the stash-bash department...

methinks it's time to scale things up a bit, make a few lap and bed-sized quilts, ease the load on a shelf or two and fill the cupboard with a pile of coziness

it's a start...

Monday, January 30, 2017

slow...

january... my beautiful slow month

i've said it before, i'll say it again, january goes at it's own pace; not too fast, not too slow, just a lovely long month of regrouping
i think for that reason, and for today, i'll say it's my favourite

february drives me mad because it's just too short, so i will enjoy one last day of january before i let the world catch up with me

 i've been stitching away like crazy but haven't got a lot to show for it - mostly embroidery... a little quilting but nothing finished yet so pictures will come in a few days

in the meanwhile, welcome to my white world...



 i'm making a series of sample cloths, each one showcasing the merits {as i see them} of a stitch or technique
 

above is my bullion knot cloth
flat bullions separated by yellow french knots
loopy bullions with beads
loopy bullions within clusters of french knots and beads
flat bullions with french knot clusters at each end
{it took an effort to have them not resemble dog bones too closely!}
and one long seam of plain loopy bullions tumbling all over each other



above is my hexagon cloth - a solid white one with embroidery on top, and two open ones, one with embroidery and the other with a gathered fabric insert
that gathered bit of fabric wasn't intentional but i made such a mess of the insert that it bubbled up and would not lie flat - the more i tried to fix it, the worse it got... i was almost ready to cut it out and try again when the idea of gathering it occurred to me - now it's my favourite part of this sample

fiddly fun
 

little clusters of loops, knots and beads destined to be tiny handmade buttons - these are so addictive
if i had meters of silk i would do nothing else but make hundreds of these 


 methinks a button cloth sample will soon be forthcoming...

the last is my appliqued circles and web stitches sample cloth

this one is my favourite - favourite to do, favourite to look at


there are still many web stitches to add, and at least one more tiny appliqued circle before it's finished



 as each one is completed i have a little book i'm putting them in, each on it's on page, tied in place at the top with white embroidery thread, the bottom left free so the reverse of the work can be peeked at

the left-hand page will have the annotations: what i did, why, how etc. etc. and in the end i'll have a little reference book, a book to look through when in need of an idea or a dose of inspiration

stitch diagrams and colour photographs can only inspire a girl so much... having pretty little samples to touch, the gleam of the silk, the glint of a bead, how a stitch lays on the cloth or stands proudly above it... that's what fires me up

as if all of that hasn't kept me busy enough, the stitch sampler below is my play-cloth
 

 basted off sections on one larger piece of white silk - here is where i try things out, learning the ins and outs of a stitch
practicing, over and over
and in the case of the web stitches - over yet again
 

quiet and gentle this handwork is...
peaceful even
each time i take up my needle, the cares and woes of the world float away, and for a little while i find myself in the vicinity of peace

Monday, January 2, 2017

everything's coming up roses...

a new year - i hope it and every year to come is wonderful for all of you

i really do love a new year - i think because my birthday's in spring... i'm all about renewal, growth, beginnings - i prefer beginnings to endings, which might explain why the words "once upon a time" still bring a smile of delight to my face

it feels hopeful somehow, unsullied, a promise, a way of marking off and measuring not just time but life itself

it's a pause, and a re-set

three years ago, on new year's day i started writing in the morning what my creative plans for the day were - i still do it each and every morning
i don't ruminate over past or present hurts, don't try to figure out why i am the way i am, or am not, as it were... 
just what it is that i want to make, how, why, when, what works, what doesn't - it's a creative journal that more often than not would probably read like a drudge 
{any guesses as to how many times i've complained that i had the bad luck to be born on a 24 hour-a-day planet???}

 every so often my writing brings clarity though, and ideas, and i'm up from the table like a shot, over to the work table, gathering things before my latest and greatest escapes me...

a couple of years ago i started writing a list of twenty-five things i'd like to make/work on, choosing five and then only doing them until they're done

i still do it... i've learned to balance the list and also to break down projects into various stages, both help to keep me from getting bogged down - it's a brilliant strategy which i will never give up

when i first started it there were those who thought it too confining, too limiting, not allowing for creative freedom
for me it has been exactly the opposite - it gives me more creative freedom than i could ever have thought possible and has taught me more than anything just how long it takes to make things
it lets me choose deliberately what it is i want to do with the time i have


 my current list has me back at my embroiderer's ledger for one


stitching together bits of fabric, lace and paper
tiny ribbon rosebuds


 hundreds of french knots


using scraps of paper, snippets of ribbon, a tiny tea rose


lace cloth with rose fabric reverse applique


roses, roses everywhere

i'm in girly heaven!  
i hope wherever you are, whatever you're doing, that it brings a smile to your face and gives you a happy heart...

Saturday, December 24, 2016

christmas present, and christmas past

rolling through saved images on my laptop, it's lovely to look back on some of my favourite things that i've made over the years
in a fit of nostalgia, i thought i would post some of them here... memories perhaps for some of my readers who've been with me for a long time

the wishing stars were a favourite


i've forgotten now the exact number i made for those of you gave me a word
but i know it was many
the stars piling up, the image below one of my very favourites ever that i've posted on my blog
 

the year of the mice...
so much fun to make, especially when it comes to their faces
always amazing to me how the shape of the head has as much impact as the set of the eyes or placement of the whiskers
 

the santa mice, hats askew, the fiddly yet adorable glasses perched at just the right angle... these guys made me laugh over and over again


the little penguins, with stovepipe hats almost as tall as they themselves... tottering on awkward feet, unbalanced by their large bellies, anchored again by a tiny wreath
 

a santa stocking for a forgetful son, souvenir tweed from pitlochry, scotland



tiny patchwork and quilted cards... using the last scraps of favourite holiday fabrics


 i hope i'll always make things for christmas - there's just something so magical about this time of year, especially when it comes to making and creating

 inspiration and joy abound, perfection is out the window

unpacking some of these treasures each year brings back so many memories... the making of them, yes, but also the blog posts that shared them with all of you

i'm so lucky in my blog, it's readers, many of whom are now friends - i've only ever had wonderful, thoughtful comments; beautiful thoughts shared, from me to you and back again

one just recently by "ancient wanderer" was especially touching - i wanted to send you a personal reply but there was no email link...
please know it meant a lot to me that you took the time to leave it...



  the other day, as the sun was moving lower, not quite sunset but almost, the sky cleared a little {for the first time in ages!} and the far hills were kissed with the rosy glow
of the sun skipping along their tops, catching the snow and the whole world sparkled

it was one of those moments when you are so very glad you happened by a window, glad you can see, glad for a camera to capture it a little, glad for the world, and your place in it... grateful suddenly for every good thing in your life

i hope for all of you, in your lives, wherever you are, that you can be glad too

merry christmas to all of you!

Friday, December 16, 2016

an open heart...

continuing on with getting plastered...
{sorry - couldn't resist that!}

i'm still in love with this technique and though i haven't had a lot of time to muck about with it, i am on my second round of cards

i ran out of pale green silk ribbon, had enough cream for one card and so am now on to the palest pink imaginable
i tried brighter colours, really i did, but the trouble is, they completely overtake the design

their brightness overpowers the delicacy of the plastered stitching, to the point you really don't notice it, and for me, that's the main event, the "raison d'etre", if you will

so until i can get to a store with a better selection than what's available locally, it is what it is...


very pale, very delicate
 perhaps not terribly christmassy but certainly classy and sophisticated - i'll bling it up with the beads, paper and binding thread
 

 they do remind me of royal icing...


i'm working on a heart-shaped one to send to my best friend ever
she lost her mom a couple of days ago and is heart-broken

a heart-shaped wreath came immediately to mind


i like the open heart design - i like the space it leaves for what you want it to hold

full hearts have their place, but grief and memory need their own space i think

i can't imagine what the world must be like when your mom isn't in it... i think mothers are like anchors; not in a bad way, tying one down, but in the best kind of way - a mooring perhaps... safe harbour

 oddly enough, her mom was my "mom" for a while
after my parents split up, so did hers

we were in Grade 9 then, and so many people thought we were sisters {always together, same long blonde hair, same glasses etc. etc.} and one day we decided maybe we should be real sisters

so we fixed up her mom and my dad on a date

by thanksgiving of grade 10 they had moved in to our house - the four of them, and the four of us

three boys and three girls
people all over town called us "the brady bunch"

sadly, it was too much, too soon and by grade eleven it was down to dad and i again
{confucious' interesting times alright}

anyway, there are good and kind people who moved through my life, looked out for me and were helpful to me when i was young and lynne was one of the best
always calm, kind, reasonable and understanding
helping me learn to put in a zipper
unpicking it when i made a royal mess of it
patience to no end


managing two teenage girls with goodness and grace, and the freedom to roam...

i can still her saying, "you girls have fun... but be careful and don't be home late."


Tuesday, December 6, 2016

pokey...


seems like everything i try and do these is pokey-slow
most especially with this poor old laptop of mine... it's over nine years old now and though it does everything i want it to, it does it very slllooowwwwllyyyyy...

it has taken me fourty-two minutes to transfer seven pictures from my camera to here

which might have something to do with my blogging less these days

but that might also have something to do with the light as well - it's a challenge to take pictures at all some days

the photo taken below is a mid-day shot, out the dining room window
we've had so much fog and rain lately that lights have to be on all day long - this day, where the sun finally poked out of the clouds was the first sunshine we've seen in these parts for weeks
they call it the "lake effect"
i don't mind the fog, except when it comes to taking photos

 

but the combination of sun and fog always delights


 a couple of posts ago i showed this new technique i've learned of late - my favourite ever, i think i said

i've taken it a little further and made some christmas cards...


 the candy-cane twine used to "bind" the card and insert paper together came at the suggestion of a kindred spirit who, whilst admiring the stitched portion and the selected card stock for the card itself, thought a touch of red somewhere might perk things up a bit


 when i tried adding red to the wreath itself it over-powered the design so this was a good compromise... i plan on making more cards as almost all of these sold so i'll experiment a little with ribbons and/or beads in the next round


 i do love the pale icy beauty of this version though


 and the little fragments of lace


 and of course the poked holes
texture upon texture, building up the layers
i made a tree version and am thinking a star would be lovely too
and then i have some beautiful snowflake cookie cutters...

and i'm off...