Weathered

 For a January challenge with @artfromyourheart the word weather and the letter W were to inspire creativity for the month in some way. I instantly thought of weathered as in eroded, sunfaded , wind blown. So I cut five pieces of cotton, wrapped them up with eucalyptus leaves and rusty nails around copper pipes. Then I placed each on carefully in my yard. In an old watering can, hanging in a tree to be exposed to wind, on the top grate of the water tank , in the wilds and amongst the weeds. 

I left them for about 4 weeks and when opened I was really surprised that they all look fairly similar. There is no way to really distinguish them. They were all sprayed with water to start with.

Collaboration

 This is one of two pieces I am working on for an exhibition for ATASDA Qld. It is a segment of a painting that I was given and participants have to recreate their section in any surface embellishment / techniques they choose. This is 10 x 12 inches. Each piece will be backed and combined jigsaw style into the larger piece. Collaboration. 

I have had this for awhile but was slow in getting started but once I did it was really enjoyable working out dimensions and colours to get it as near as possible to the tiny image I was given. Looking forward to seeing them all together and how my wee pieces fit in their assigned spot

Fabric Vessels

 This morning I spent a lovely few hours @artfromtheurbanwilderness with Paper Artist Sandra Pearce. Wee bowls made from paper and fabric. The paper was thin such as the tissue from paper dressmaking pattern and cotton scrim. I will stitch into them to further embellish and add to the story already forming with each. Images of moths , houses , lines and botanicals merge . 

Perfectly Imperfect

 After a week on vacation at Mooloolaba beach where time spent with head down poking amongst the rock pools. I find I am picking up broken pieces of shell and bleached coral segments. These have a perfectly imperfect beauty. A fragment of what they were , worn to a smooth other. Ripples and folds , oddly shaped now as formed from a turn of the edge of the shell. 

I made a shell necklace fire a little person. I added two pieces to to worn twined silk I made for around my wrist. They clink together with their own sound. Two pieces of shell from the ocean. I wonder where they started life and how long ago were they a protective home for a creature. How long before they would have been worn down to grains of sand