Wednesday, 22 June 2016

....And On To Week Twenty five

there are cross forms even in nature.
My playmate Diane and I
spent the most glorious sunny day on Brier Island
this tiny island mostly owned by the Nature Conservancy.

This week's crumb is of course inspired by that rocky find.

A memory of a wonderful day.
Perhaps these Crumbs from the Cutting Room Floor
are turning into more of a journal after all.

Meanwhile in the garden the peonies
are starting to open and look glorious
in sunshine....

....and shade.

Monday, 20 June 2016

Week Twenty Four - In Honour of a Budding Artist

Hanging around with Rhodo

Trying, not so successfully,
to replicate....

....the carefree marks of a twenty month old.

Ashley's were the marks of an artist
Starting heavy and moving into light and delicate.
My needle and thread attempt is a poor imitation of the real thing.

Saturday, 11 June 2016

Water play With the Munchkin

The love of
Filling things up
emptying them out
oh, such fun.

The love of being in Dada's arms on the beach

and learning how to throw pebbles into Georgian Bay.

and then chasing those pesky seagulls.

Who doesn't love being pushed by their Dada on the swings?

This little munchkin certainly loves it.

And what could be better than standing in a mighty big pipe
and making echoes resound around you.
So much fun....
Until the next time little one.

Friday, 10 June 2016

Early Morning on the Dyke

This little shoreline bird perched on an ancient wooden piling
made sure every critter around knew we were coming.

Even the fox was waiting for us.
This year it is a different fox
who has what I call a paintbrush tail 'cos it looks as if 
he dipped it in white paint.
Not that you can see that here.

Yesterday an eagle was sitting on that wooden piling
today I spotted him soaring overhead.

Today was a foggy beginning enjoyed by the grasses that grow so fast.

Wednesday, 8 June 2016

A Gathering from Far and Wide

Friday was a gathering to feed the soul of
those who explore the medium of cloth and stitch.

We all gather in the beautiful old barn
Thank you Brenda for allowing us to invade your space every now and then.

Working in a rural province means some of us work in isolation
and it feels so good to get together every now and then
to share our work and process.
Thank you Laurie, Alex, Polly, Celeste, Ute, Jamie, Kate, Lynda,
Margie, Kathryn, Barb, Laureen, Val, Barb, Cathy and Linett
for an inspiring day.
Not all my photos came out well enough to publish so some of you are missing.
I hope to goodness I didn't forget anyone's name though!
I tend to do that nowadays.

Monday, 6 June 2016

Looking Backwards for an Ancient Crumb Then Forward for SOFAAR

It was a week of going back in time as far as the Crumbs are concerned.

Back to the shadowy days of the Viking
and runic writings.
I was just going to copy the Futhark alphabet
but every stone carved seems to be in memory of a fighting warrior.
I objected to that!
and so the first three lines read
"I am woman hear me roar".

I also decided to test a marino wool
which turned out to be nice to stitch with but not
suitable for my small crumbs.
Just a bit too heavy looking
but it will be fine on a large piece of coarse linen that I plan to use it on.

The week wasn't all looking backwards
Some of us spent Friday evening and Saturday morning
at the launch of a new organization
the Society of Fibre Artists of the Annapolis Valley.
We managed to put on an
excellent show of members' work in a variety of disciplines.
Looking forward to what the future will bring for SOFAAR.

Wednesday, 1 June 2016

More of Ashley's Adventures

She already has her own little studio

and as you can see it is a very serious business
all this gluing and colouring.

Sometimes the whole kitchen floor has to be
taken over for art making
or perhaps the other very serious business
of finding out how many pencil crayons
one can hold in one's hands.

She is beginning to learn her colours
so far she has mastered
and Led.

A girl simply has to dress up in her flowery hoodie
when working out how to ride Uncle Brett's scooter.