La petite balene, or the small whale, is done. She's quite the girl, with her wing-like flippers, powerful waterspout, and, yes, breasts. Louis Nicolas made a detailed mention in his notes of how the whale's young would cling to her bosom as they swam. At that time (late 17th C.), whales were just becoming recognized as mammals and distinct from fish.
Her teeth are unusually square, yet fearsome all the same. She's half the size of the other whale in the piece, whose magnificence I will tackle after a couple more small critters, the seal and the porpoise.
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.