No, that's not a cat in a basket, it's a
picture of a cat in a basket that I printed on muslin three or four years ago with Bubble Jet Set. Something about the whole process left me cold and the printed fabrics found their way into the scrap tub. I'm still sorting through things and found myself building a pile of playmate fabrics around this print of Karma. I've started a slow cloth for myself. Something to hold and work on during the morning chill. I'm going to try some embroidery on it down the line.
This dyed scrap will be incorporated into it. It's from a long ago find on the public beach on Naragansett, Rhode Island.
The weather here in GA holds perfect and I put a batch of fabric into the soda ash pot yesterday. Once it warms up this afternoon I'm going to be dyeing a small batch of fabrics for some new directions. Got to get that Carnegie entry rounded up too.
This dyed scrap will be incorporated into it. It's from a long ago find on the public beach on Naragansett, Rhode Island.
The weather here in GA holds perfect and I put a batch of fabric into the soda ash pot yesterday. Once it warms up this afternoon I'm going to be dyeing a small batch of fabrics for some new directions. Got to get that Carnegie entry rounded up too.
...is not something I normally get into but Frank Ze's Scribbler lends itself so nicely to it. I go there from time to time to sketch. Too many times I find that when I put an idea to paper it stays there never to be hatched.
Putting ideas into a computer program seems more like dreaming about something than actually doing it.
Makes you wonder how many pieces get wasted .
A friend has decided that the best way to recruit new members to her particular form of crack is to give lovely gifts and I am oh so joyful!
Thanks so much M. I am hard at work looking for inks and papers.
Today was Senior Citizens Discount day at the local Goodwill and I got carded AND I got my 25% discount.
These are all new and close at hand along with what used to be just sewing glasses. I'm on a mission to get the two sides of my brain talking to one another - maybe for the first time.
I took advantage of the alone time today and spent the entire day stitching on this as yet unnamed piece. It was part of the Mob Scene series.
It was dyed, discharged and later overpainted with metallic acrylic paint over a year ago and lost UFO land until the other day.
I'm glad it was put out of "grab and slash" reach.
39"x52"
