A step away from wet felting to follow the call to the woods and the sea… with a headful of folklore and a basket of wool to stab, this week has been a needle felting adventure bringing to life woodland and aquatic spirits. They are born from local Portland wool from sheep in Broadhempston and Black Welsh Mountain wool from the Blackdown Hills, felted over wire armatures with glass eyes. Im also including photos of little woodland folk yuletide baubles because they’re so cute.
Laura Courtenay 