One Thing Leads to Another

When stitching on this piece nowadays

What comes to mind is

Every Stone is an Island unto Itself

I also thought shoreline rocks would "swoosh" between them.

Spent a few days stitching swooshes.

Decided this weekend to undo all those swooshes

Spent two days so far unswooshing

Just going with the flow!

Thinking of adding hints of islands....

....on the distant horizon.

 Just going with the flow.

With on piece coming to it's completion

Need to firm up plans on what to start next

Playing around with colours.

Just going with the flow

I learnt something this winter

In past winters I assumed snow tunnels we discovered

were made by mice.

But no

It is the squirrels.

We watch this little bird food devil

slide down his tree

straight into a tunnel at it's base

and pop out of one of three

tunnel entrances at the base of the bird feeder!

Cheeky

Happy Birthday Mark!

I hope one thing leads to another in your studio today.

And as Peter London says

in "No More Secondhand Art"

"... begin the initial phase with the open-ended statement 

Let's see what happens"

Resting at Low Tide

Last week I also finished another mighty rock piece

Resting at Low Tide.

It has been waiting for the final finishing touches for ages.

Sometimes that is how the process goes.

But, you know, these works often carry on telling me their story

after completion

and it could potentially want to add to the story!

It is a piece about the rocks resting on the mudflats in these parts

only revealed at low tide.

It is a companion piece to....

....Resting Between Night and Day

so named for my early morning walks with the Rusty Pups.

Sometimes we would walk the dyke

with the sun rising in the East

and

the moon still hanging around the Western horizon.

It seems my work is really journalling!

May your day in the studio be memory filled.

Whisperings

I filled the background with crosses

Why

I do not know

It felt right

Perhaps it was that magnificent Snow Moon

on a cloudless night that led me to thoughts of stars.

Perhaps it was the piece itself

talking to me of generations whose voices have travelled through the ages

to tell us they too were here.

Of course, as usual, before trusting my thoughts

I did try out other background stitches.

It seems I often do that before settling!

Love the ruching too

Will have to explore that more often.

So

Whispering Cairn is finished

It's story complete

I am sad

but happy to have it close for a while.

Today I love how the sun is really shining

on that snow covered rock.

Looks like a Polar Bear wandering through the stream beyond!

March came in quite gently with a layer of snow

but today the skies are clear

I suppose that means it will go out like a lion

Hmmm.

Hope not because

this week we will run out of wood!