Well, the gentleman pictured above has taken it a bit farther, but I am on my way. This morning I woke up with the feeling that something was poking me under my arm. I sat up and the feeling stopped, but James had a look and exclaimed "Oh my god, Heather!" There was a rather large sewing needle stuck into the sleeve of my pajamas. Aha! I remembered the night before having taken the needle into the bathroom to poke at a sliver, and sticking the needle into the front of my pajama top so that I could, conscientiously and efficiently, return it to the pincushion on my way up the stairs to bed. Of course, in the ten steps between the bathroom and the stairs, I completely forgot about it, and somehow during the course of the night it migrated over to my sleeve.
James was horrified. "It could have stuck you in the eye!"
Hmmph. Typical non-stitcher's reaction! Maybe I was sewing in my dreams....
I'm an artist who has been making stuff for 30 years. I used to spin, knit, weave, quilt, design, write, embroider and garden, and I still do most of these things, but for the last few years I have been focused on stitching images from Canada's first natural history, the Codex Canadensis.
I try to live a life of minimal consumption and maximum creation. More and more, I see how these are connected.