One of the (many) pleasures of living here is watching the moon rise over the water. There is something magical about seeing the light glimmering on the surface of the sea. I took these photos last week.
Just over a year ago I captured the rise of the perigee moon which inspired this fabric postcard. Thermofax printed tree, stencilled moon on hand dyed fabric. I think I will have to make more of these.
Searching through my fabric stash I came upon a small collection of SkyDye fabrics by Micky Lawler – I am pretty sure I bought these when I lived in the US – which is close to 20 years ago now! Just as well fabric doesn’t go off.
With the addition of some thermofax trees and a little stitching, they make simple, but effective landscapes.
This one was inspired by the recent perigee moon.
I really enjoy making fabric postcards. You have nothing to lose when working small – and the payoff, when you get something you like, is an immediately useful little piece of art that you can keep in a folder for reference for making larger pieces, or you can use it by sending it to someone. You can add stitching – by hand or machine – or not. What could be more personal?
This postcard is for a colleague at work who has been a great support to me when we had some difficult things to get done and we both felt like tearing our hair out. She confided once that what she REALLY wanted to do was be a park ranger. So my farewell gift to her is this little card.
I painted the fabric with paints,and sun-printed with gum leaves from my garden. The quote and walking boots are from thermofax screens I made.
Hmm, I see it is April already – where did March go?
Having cleared the deck of a number of fairly conventional quilts I needed to get done, I indulged myself doing what I really want to be doing – dyeing and printing my own fabric using a range of surface design techniques. And just for fun, made up some fabric postcards – I like working small.
A definite up for me this week was being the lucky recipient of Cynthia St Charles’ mail art project. Look what arrived in my letter box on Friday.
The biggest down – not just of this week, but for a very long time indeed, was losing our beautiful miniature schnauzer, Belle, to a paralysis tick. We are heartbroken. She would have been fifteen next month, and she had been part of our family since she was eight weeks old. As we are learning the hard way, the price you pay for all those years of unconditional love and devotion your dog gives you is the gaping void they leave in your life when they go.