I'm back!

Sometimes I fall off the blogging log. Its easy done. There you are gymnast like, carefully balancing life and blog then out of the corner of your eye you see a tempting and time consuming activity and - plonk! - off the log you go. I hope that I will be forgiven. Assuming you even noticed that is. Anyway, the good news is that I have been getting some fiber work done. Finally I am working on a series. (oooooh, get me -big grown up textile artist like words!) I am happily playing about with variations of the first wall hanging I made when I came home, inspired by aboriginal art, using aboriginal fabrics in very small doses and, hopefully, looking nothing like aboriginal art but somnething like I might be working towards acquiring my own style.

The one above is the second in the series and you have seen it before but it now has the machine quilting on it but not the hand quilting.  These thin ones to the side are awaiting quilting. they are made with fabric from a scrap bag from Lisa Walton at Dyed and Gone to Heaven Each is made by dividing one thick strip and inserting a thinner one vertically then some horizontal strips too. the fabric really dictated the format. sorry about the wonky floor photo.  As we have a trip to Bath coming upnext week, I hope to get the machine quilting done here and the hand stitching there but time is running out...

I also spent five hours putting letters around my South island souvenir quilt. I could not get the printer to do large enough letters so I had to draw and make templates and cut them out and arrange them on the floor using Stean a Seam 2. Only I didn't press them on enough so when I lifted the top onto the ironing board most of them fell off again. Grrr. Now I have to sew them.... later. Much much later when I have forgotten that I don't love it so much!

I chose the focus fabric for the blocks in Picton becuase the words reminded me of how I felt on that very relaxing part of the trip. Then the log fabrics were all accumulated elsewhere in the South Island of new Zealand. Some of the scraps got made into an as yet paperless and strapless journal cover.

And that folks was about it for the weekend apart from some very nice hours spent on 'my sofa' at Cedar Farm journalling and reading textile arty books.