You know you've had a hooker over for tea when the orts on the plate aren't all of the edible variety.
Wee snippets of wool.
And I guess hosting a lively group of textile enthusiasts in the afternoon inspired me for later in the evening. It doesn't look like I have done anything but fancy napkin folding, but I was working on some ideas for a winter white quilt made entirely of vintage linens. I had twelve napkins, so I tried this first:
Then I folded eight of them a different way, and came up with this octagon, which I think could work as a centre for an eight-pointed star. But as you can see from the jumble on my table, I need more space!
It really doesn't look like anything at this point. But I think it has potential, especially if I stitch a layer of cream silk to the inside of each triangle so the lace gets shown off to advantage.
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.