Get Ready, Get Set...

The bride approved! So, the baskets are now finished along with the two garters (one to keep, one to throw) and my part of the wedding is all done. Ben (my husband) is still slaving away over the montage of still photos that they have requested for the start of their wedding video. The photos are of the bride and groom growing up in different parts of the world and he's matching them so that each set of photos shows them doing similar things. He's doing a great job, and I'm sure that they'll be thrilled with it.
As for me, I'm just so glad that I bought this gorgeous ribbon edged with hearts when I spotted it in Sydney a couple of months ago. I had a few minutes after a meeting and before I had to dash to the airport to catch my plane home. So, I went into Kinokuniya bookshop to have a browse. Kinokuniya, the Sydney outlet of a Japanese chain of bookshops is one of my favourite Sydney CBD shops. It and David Jones Food Hall call a siren song to me every time! This ribbon was waiting for me in the stationery section and I just couldn't resist it. I thought I was going to use it to wrap the wedding gift, but it proved ideal for both the garters and the baskets.
I had a lovely time making these - I had a hard time stopping, and the top edge of the organza on the baskets has been beaded as well, and I really like the organza ribbon roses on the sides.

Wedding Blues

My son is getting married in a few weeks time, and all the usual last minute wedding planning hiccups are happening. The latest is the cost of flowers for his two young cousins who are being flower girls. The quote from the florist was astronomical, so I was called on to help. We decided to get some white baskets and fill them with some very pretty artificial "petals" that my soon-to-be daughter in law had found.
So, I undertook to find and decorate some baskets. Easy, huh? Not a bit of it. There is not a "small cane basket with handle" to be found anywhere in this town. In desperation, I ended up in one of the shops that seem to be full of cheap gifts and clothes - and there they were. Little white wire baskets covered in organdie and beads. There was only one problem - the wedding theme is blue and white, and these were covered in gold beads. What a chance to play! And here is the result - it's not finished off yet, as there is still the possibility that the bride won't like it at all. But I do...so please keep your fingers crossed that she does, too...



And this is what it looked like before...

And the very best part? The baskets cost $2.50 each!

Something new

Isn't it disappointing when you visit a favourite blog, only to discover that there is nothing new to look at? Never mind that the blogger has so much happening in their life that blogging has had to take a back seat for a while. You're frustrated with them, and that's all that really counts for you.

So, in the interests of reducing your frustration and giving you something new to look at, here's another one from my wall. This is another A4 piece made for a challenge. I was handed a page from a magazine and told to reproduce it in fabric. This is the result. I really didn't want to do it - the subject matter didn't inspire me at all. That is until I unearthed the cat fabric that makes up one side of a pyramid - ancient egyptians and cats, hmmm- it all seemed to come together from there...see what you think...

Inspired by VanGogh

A black and white photocopy of a VanGogh sunflower was the starting point for this. The photocopy was handed to me as a challenge, and I really enjoyed making it. The sequins were handstitched, the rest is machine stitched, and the petals were cut freeform, with one eye on the photocopy and the other on the scissors. I hate drawing with a pencil or pen, but scissors seem to work OK.
If, like me you can't draw to save your life, it's worth trying!

Back from Out Back

Work commitments took me to Broken Hill this week and I loved being there. The country is so different, it's like being on another planet. Broken Hill is about 800km west of where I live, and close to the border of South Australia. It's a mining town rich in minerals, particularly lead and silver. It's desert country, with an average yearly rainfall of around 250mm and it's beautiful. The colours of the earth and sky are just amazing, and my photos certainly don't do it justice.




I used to think that in paintings by Pro Hart, the colours looked unreal and artificial. Then, about 20 years ago I visited his hometown of Broken Hill, and immediately saw the colours and intensity of colour that he saw.

This trip, I visited the Living Desert Reserve and climbed to the top of the hill to see the Sculpture Symposium. Sculpted from sandstone by a group of sculptors from around the world, they stand on a hill about 8km north of the town. My travelling companion wasn't up to the steep climb to the top. So there I was on my own, except for the emus, kangaroos and magpies, in complete silence and surrounded by desert. I didn't want to ever come down again. Now I know why some hermits choose mountain tops to escape from the world.




And I just had to show you this...going in and asking to join was considered, especially when the work commitments became a little overwhelming...

Just in case you can't read the sign, it's the Broken Hill Housewives Association.

Converting Waste to Art

As part of the renovations we're doing around the house, our builder has altered the archway from the loungeroom into the hall. I don't know anything that makes a dust which is as invasive as the Gyprock which lines our walls. It results in a fine white dust that settles everywhere. So, in an attempt to reduce the effects, I moved all the ornaments and artwork from the loungeroom. Doing that made me look more closely at a number of things that I had begun to take for granted. One of them is this piece of textile art that I made in 2004. A friend persuaded me to enter it in the inaugural Waste to Art competition in our town. This competition is aimed at encouraging the use of recycled materials in artwork.
My piece contains Tyvek from old legal envelopes, which I painted in pale pinks and golds, and machine embroidered with gold thread. I then heated it to distort it. The background is a piece of polyester lining fabric from a remnant bin, painted with gold textile paints. It's hand and machine embroidered with blue and gold threads. The Tyvek seemed to me to resemble wings, and so I named it Fallen Angel. I framed it in a recycled frame. It won the Open 2-dimensional section of the competition.
I still quite like it, so decided to share...


And here's a closer look...

Memories of Judy

Quite a few years ago, at a Carol Wilkes workshop, I picked up one of the "petals" I was making and pinned it to my top as a brooch. My friend Judy, immediately took one of hers and did the same thing. It led to a bit of a competition, with each of us making textile brooches. Judy made more and always seemed to me to make much better ones. She went on making lots, and seemed to have a new one every time I saw her. Which was often. She was a good friend.

On Friday morning I got the news that she had died, six weeks after a heart operation that went very wrong.

On Friday afternoon, I was moping around the house, not able to settle to anything, when I found the original "brooch". I played with it some more, added some stitching, trimmed some threads, and now quite like it.

So, here it is. I'll wear it to her funeral this week, still wondering who I'm going to "play with" now she's gone. No-one else I know plays with fabric and thread in quite the way she did. I've lost a kindred spirit, and I'm very sad.