I’ve been looking forward to this shoot for weeks. The weather was gorgeous, we had the place to ourselves and there was an air of mystery in the old church of St Peter the Poor Fisherman at Stoke in Devon. It is a part ruined church without a roof and ever since I first saw it I’ve wanted to make some work there. I made this hat in the winter, it was inspired by insects, aliens, mermaid’s purses and it feels comfortable yet magickal. I’ve always pictured it here, now I am satisfied. 🙂 Over on my Facebook page there is a little film which I can’t seem to upload onto here, do take a look.
Golden May light is so beautiful. All living things are feeling the effect of the increased light and warmth, there is so much sensory delight in birdsong, the smell of green, the freshness of the new unadulterated growth. In a few weeks it will feel different, mature, eaten. But for now it is still a joy to have left winter behind. I made this hat in April when the dandelion flowers were in abundance. It’s taken a while to photograph, the plan to be in a dandelion meadow has given way to a barley field in just a couple of weeks!
Come and sink your hands into the sensory world of feltmaking! I will be running a feltmaking workshop next Monday 16th July at Soundart Radio, The Gallery, Dartington, as part of their workshop week. It will run from 10 till 3, with an hour for lunch. I will bring a combination of local wools and merino and we will look at how to make a 3 dimensional object in the morning, felting soaps or making pouches. In the afternoon we will be making flat pieces of work, taking inspiration from the local landscape and enjoying colour! All materials are provided. It is affordable and will cost £15 a head plus a small charge for materials if things get big!
Well,after 6 months I’d better write something eh! Since the winter I have been felting in earnest and not writing anything! I am piecing together a St Ives collection, refilling stock in shops, inspired by needlefelting octopii, still sorting through raw fleeces, and trying out little guerilla felting ideas in a few places. Rain is no problem for a determined feltbomber with a flask. Wind, however, is the brother of all enemies to a light wispy angel’s breath whisper of merino.. this leads me to one of the windiest days of this spring. This was the day at the beginning of June where the winds raged and ripped new light leaves from the dancing trees. This was the day when the rain tried to stop play. This was the day that even the most rigid marquee struggles … and I’m going to run a feltmaking workshop inside one. The Holi-field farm project was kind enough to invite me to provide a workshop for their Holi-day event; a 2 day camping event for people with additional needs and their carers and families. A lovely event in a beautiful venue in Cornwall. Fields, flags, marquees and fun! Well done everyone who helps make these things happen. Well it rained and rained and howled and rained some more, but this only warmed the spirit inside even more. The main marquee was bustling with breakfasts and dogs and funny tales of tents and wetness. I was lucky to set up next to Vicky the knitting lady, armed with heaving suitcases of woolly delight and a half yarn-bombed bike. Between us we made a woolly world of colour and chaos. It was a great day of chatting, making, helping and meeting new friends. We made felt balls, bracelets, flowers and made a Holi-field banner for the farm. The wind was the wolf at the door but it was okay, nobody let him in.
From the sheep’s back…. such a treat to know the sheep and be part of the whole process of preparing it for felting. Having access to the amazing industrial carding machine was the business.