A colourful addiction

Last night’s free-form low-water immersion foray was exhilarating and inspirational, not to mention relaxing. I’d had a rather long day and dyeing the bejeezus out of a pile of cotton was just the release I needed. This lot is on a Northcott silk cotton and was done without urea and with fairly concentrated dye mixtures….

Bloody addictive

Dyeing fabric is an addiction. Painting it is bad enough, but requires more work and drying space and is therefore self-limiting, in some respects. But low-water immersion dyeing? Fast, easy, accomplishes large volumes in a batch and seeing the results is incredibly inspiring. Two evenings’ work, spread out on the ironing board…. Now to chop…

Test-driving

My husband (a man of great learning, wit and possessed of an appreciation for good tools) thinks that “Pfaff” sounds like the German onomatopoeia for a sneeze. This has somehow stuck in my mind and I kept having to refrain from saying “bless you” around the dealer whenever she used the P-word. Thanks, dear. I…

The search for a second machine

I’ve written about my tribulations with my Bernina. Suffice it to say that they are ongoing, but this time it is the repair person and not the machine with which I have certain issues. The machine was improperly fixed and is now worse than it was when I first had problems. It is soon to…

New toy

Much of my smaller work involves cutting squares, rectangles and strips of fabric, some of which is attached to stabiliser and some of which is not. I also produce my own tags, business cards and custom-fold and trim my brochures. Doing those things by hand, with a rotary cutter and straight edge is not difficult,…

Tip for hanging small wall quilts

It’s a logical assumption that, when you make a pieces of artwork, you will account for how to display it. In fact, if you’re at all canny, you keep this element firmly in mind and construct the piece with an eye to its eventual installation. One of the parts of designing my smaller, lower-priced quilts…

Show photos

Because many most of you who read this blog will not be spending thousands of dollars to fly to Newfoundland to see the show, I have taken some rather quick pictures of what’s in it and have made a blog page for them. At the time that these pictures were taken, we hadn’t adjusted the…

Show photos

Because many most of you who read this blog will not be spending thousands of dollars to fly to Newfoundland to see the show, I have taken some rather quick pictures of what’s in it and have made a blog page for them. At the time that these pictures were taken, we hadn’t adjusted the…

General Announcement

The Show is hung. Most of the details are attended to. Here are some salient announcements for those interested: Show opening: LandEscapes Laurie Dempster and Vicky Taylor Hood An exhibit of mixed media, textile works exploring landscapes real and imagined, colour and texture, homecomings and personal responses to a variety of geographical locations. Public reception:…

Participant in my own hanging

We started hanging the show today. Overall, it went quite well. We spent a couple of hours moving things around and then the patterns formed and the pieces coalesced into a show. I frankly didn’t expect it to happen that quickly and was rather surprised at how well everything merged, especially since Laurie and I…

Autumnal spendour – those fabulous dryer sheets (again)!

Whenever I tell people what I’m working on over the phone, there is an inevitable moment of pause, followed by, “you’re doing WHAT with dryer sheets? Dryer sheets?! Why on earth….” The conversation usually trails off with the implication that my mind must be a feeble and twisted thing, incapable of distinguishing a piece of…

More dryer sheets – colouring the barrens

My hands have never been able to keep pace with my mental processes. For that matter, my mouth has a hard job keeping up, too, which is why I sometimes appear to make quantum leaps from one idea to another, connecting ideas that have no discernible link to the average mortal but which have, through…