Sunday, 28 November 2010
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
It is a lovely frosty day outside, and a good day to start a new project.
I haven't sewn anything much for ages and so I wanted an easy project to start with. I began with needing to find a long extension lead, as the whole electrical circuit in the room I sew in have stopped working. We suspect that mice have chewed through a cable but we haven't yet figured out where.
I decided to take the 'All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth' song as my inspiration. I considered which materials to use for each layer, but decided to try felt as I had sufficient and its lack of fraying was attractive.
I got together materials, then tried to thread my sewing machine. After a few goes I triumphantly got the needle threaded, only to realise that I had threaded the bobbin thread through the eye of the needle. Hey Ho...
I wrote the postcard to Santa saying what I wanted. I had decided not to make any 'cutesy' spelling errors but spelled 'Dear' wrong without meaning to. I had put out a note from a then six year old friend of mine to get the feeling of the writing, and it obviously worked.
I stitched ribbon to red felt for the wrapping, organised so that undoing the bow allowed access to the inside of the present.
The inside is lined with violet/blue velvet. Sewn onto the velvet are two incisors, complete with root. I made them out of white and flesh coloured ribbon. I would have liked to make teeth that were more beautifully crafted, especially after seeing Annie's exquisite apples with pips last week, but couldn't manage that. I think they do, at least, look like teeth enough for the story to work. I had hoped they would seem like jewels set in a box.
I have decided it is time I got back to a more balance life and managed to make it to the monthly 'Wednesday Group', the people I originally went to machine embroidery classes with at Malvern. They, sorry, we, are making a postcard sized piece each month, and this month I am going to join in. The topic is Christmas, and I have planned my piece. Today I will make it. I'll post the process and pics as they emerge.
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
Lots of colour and laughter – but also lost children, picked- pockets, swindled customers and tummy aches and hangovers.
My carnival piece looks at the traditional fortune-teller. You see the woman with a long skirt and bandana looking at the hand of the client, who is holding a crystal ball. She is seated at a crimson clothed table inside a tent. Attached to her ear is a phone wire that leads to the other side of the picture. Here there are two men is striped shirts and grey trousers, sitting at a bank of computers. They are using the data coming through from the crystal ball, which is a fingerprint reader, to access information about banking, health risks etc to enable the fortune teller to give accurate information about current events and so seem to be able to tell the future.
This piece is made from fabric and found objects. 80cm x 47cm
Friday, 5 February 2010
Many other jobs need doing but Gollum’s Pocket tops the list for amusement. I painted an old crepe bandage with silk paints and stitched the vari-coloured strip onto a coffee bag. I wanted the outside to look weedy and as if it had been in and out of slimy ponds. Because Gollum kept his ‘Precious’ the inside needed to be bright and shiny and something that would keep the contents tidy even if they were bits of fish. I didn’t make a closure because Gollum, after all, did loose The Ring from his pocket, so it is now empty. I wondered about fitting a small LED light, preferably solar powered, inside but that seems a bit too hard and have given upon that notion.
I sewed a few beads to represent water droplets and small water creatures onto the bag, and then stitched the fish skeleton on the outside. I made a head and tail from some scraps of shiny cloth and sewed on a glassy bead for an eye. I used a shoelace to make a strap so Gollum could sling the pocket over his shoulder or tie it around his waste. He has a newish looking shoelace, but I suppose he would regularly need to change the lace as the old ones wore out and he came across discarded shoelaces on the edges of ponds.
This was a silly project and I had a lot of fun doing it.