28.4.11

A textile art installation (almost...)













They´re just two pieces of fabric I unearthed while
sorting through the mess - one nicely garment shaped,
the other one had the writing already on when I bought
it - so I pinned them to a wall, for further consideration,
while attempting to get some order...













... achieving quite the contrary, as usual...

26.4.11

Never too late...













... for a few stitches (here: on my monthly hanging for
January, hmmm...)













... and for a few new ideas, as this lady says she has
about "this thing called living" (who cares about a
white hair or two... shake it loose and let it fall,
whoo...)

19.4.11

The tender touch of time...













One thing I like about tea dyed fabric is how it...













.... ages and yellows ever so softly...













... as paper does...

And today I like

this
and
this
and
this
and
this

14.4.11

On the kitchen wall...













Two Mixed-media wips, and a photo from...













... one of these Propyläen World History volumes I
rescued from the wastepaper bin...

10.4.11

Cool, calm, clips













Do you remember my Calmers?
I did, and made two new ones, mixed-media-style...













They´re always about the same size - I use the lid
of a stone container where I keep paperclips as a
template...



7.4.11

Miles and tiles...













I´ve been enjoying some long distance sewing lately...













This is a piece I call "Morgen" (German for morning as
well as tomorrow) - there´s a scrap of an old book in
it with that word.
It shows handwritten (only partly visible now) and machine
written words in English and German I improvised around
that word "Morgen"...













And I made three mixed-media pictures on small, tile
like canvases which I also covered with improvised
text fragments before attaching the layers of cotton
and paper with the drawings, and so partly hiding
the words again...













"Pleasure" this one is called - and that playing with
words is a pleasant thing indeed. Hiding some of the
meaning (if there ever was...) seems to give things
an additional breathing and thinking space (or so I
hope...)