This coming week, I will be going away for a break
to Malta. I have never been before so know little about the island apart from
what I have gleaned from the internet. It’s the varied reactions of other
people that have been interesting: … ‘I won’t say much about it and leave it
for you to make up your own mind’ ….. ‘It’s an island that you either love or
hate’ … ‘It’s either very green or not very green’ …. ‘Don’t they have fish and
chip shops and red buses over there?’ When I post Blog 125 in 2 weeks’ time, I
will have the benefit of experience!! Can’t wait!
Cathedral
hanging continued
This week I have been working on the lines of colour
that rise from the top of the tree. Each shape is traced onto the RS of freezer
paper and cut out to size. I have boxes of ready-fused fabrics left over from
previous projects so all I have to do is locate the correct shades from dark
through medium to light.
Fusing small shapes
Once I have created the colour run, I iron the
freezer paper cut-out on top of the fabric (always working on baking parchment
so it can be peeled off easily) so that I can cut away the excess fabric along
the long edges.
Ready for trimming
Each colour line is worked separately and then put
back into the design.
Coloured lines
In my mind I suppose I am thinking of the church as a
tree, rooted in the fabric of the building. The tree offers protection and allows
growth during life and then releases into an afterlife. The dove is a
traditional symbol of the spirit so perhaps coloured doves could soar to the
top of the hanging as in ‘free-spirited’. Here are some initial doodles for the
doves; I particularly like the rising doves.
Dove doodles
I am trialling the doves to see what they look like
in situ.
Good progress
I’ve mentioned before that I always work impulsively
and spontaneously but never tidily and here is the proof if you should need
it!!
Work surface
Floor surface
We have many visitors to the bird table but these
are some of the more unusual ones. And this morning we found that a crow had
managed to lift one of the feeders off its hook and transport it somehow to the
other end of the paddock. It was then trying to find a way of liberating the
nuts. Clever blighters! My sister and brother-in-law will be living in the house
whilst we are away; they’ll sort out that crow!! And so to Malta.
Squirrel
Pheasant
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