I had a little blogging wobble last week, hence the blog new look- thanks for the positive feedback by the way. I read other blogs, the writers are so funny, witty, edgy- my writing is none of those things. Unsurprisingly, I don't like writing. My degree was English literature, I loved the research and the reading but not the exposition of my ideas in words. I'd much rather make stuff to get my thoughts out there. Socially, I am quite a quiet person. In my teaching job I have a professional persona of hostess, bonhomie and chat and class leader, but in my private life I work better in small groups not party size crowds. I don't like to offend so I rein in some of my language- I think I need to let it go a bit. Online I was thinking this was making me a bit bland and insipid, not me at all. I am a mix of reserved (typical English style) and radical and I need to express and reveal more than I have done. Nothing is worse than being repressed. That's all a bit solopsistic and if I was big sis talking to my younger brother I'd be telling him to grow some and move on.
I have been working for a block for Miriam in Bee Europa. She asked for a block responding to this painting. Nice stimulus and she sent a pile of linen, Hope valley and shot cotton scraps. This was my inital sketch- back of an envelope, I am not always disciplined enough to go get my sketch book and this was to hand.
I found this pad in my local craft shop, hiding on the bottom of a shelf, so much easier than the huge sheets of graph paper for block design.
Traced this out on to the reverse of freezer paper for piecing.
Finished result. The little navy circle was a tricksy thing to piece but perseverance won out.
It's time for my close up Mr DeMille