A beautiful Spring day in Devon,surrounded by vibrant fields,gentle shadows and brave warm sun. Not to be caught out like last year,I’ve already made a sharp yellow crown in anticipation of the bright fields emerging. I love the adventure of taking a piece of work out into the world to take photos. At this time of year everywhere is freshly unwrapped,luscious and fertile. We explored tiny lanes and wide yawning fields to find the right spot. This is a wrap around merino crown which can also be worn as a scarf.
Watchful crow,with a kingly crown,
wool and feathers of black,emerald and brown.
Born in the woods you have adventured around
through Carn Brea and Wheal Kitty with the sky looking down.
Good day to you sir,how shiny you are
we’ve spied you a-watching from treetop far…
Bonkers busy workshops this year,there is a little crew of four of us and between us we create a good space to explore ideas,keep the fire in the kelly kettle going,the hot water topped up and help with the rubbing and rinsing. There are now familiar regulars who come every year hoping to build on an idea,there are brave people trying something big and tricky,mums rediscovering their creativity after years of being immersed in parenthood and children working away with their strong arms and patient hands.
We did some needle felting and broke every felting needle in the pot making little owl creatures.We made pictures,pouches,pods,bags with handles and plenty of flowers. There is definitely a subconscious colour choice that happens,some people’s work uncannily reflects the colours they are wearing. I’m always amazed at how relaxing people find it,especially parents who may not always find time to play. I suppose I make felt so much I don’t always notice its capacity to de-stress. For us it was inspiring,rewarding and wonderful to be a part of an enchanting environment held beautifully by Rogue Theatre.
Everyone needs a man-cave in a hedge for hot water…
I hope to create beauty in the world. We need it. Not because the world isn’t beautiful as it is but because as creatures we have such a potential to embrace and inspire, share stories and be moved. The summer is alive with so much incredible stuff, bewitching scents and blossom, ever-changing lives and cycles. I’ve been making flowers for woolly hanging baskets and cauldrons, there are lots of tiny felted wire stalks and petals all waiting patiently to become a small part of a magical garden. They also work as hair adornments. These photos were a real joy, a burst of colour in the gaps between the rain.
This was a beautiful May evening. I’ve edited the colour of these images simply because I stayed up far too late playing with them and discovering their magical qualities and I love the way they look altered. We planned to do a daytime shoot in a yellow rapeseed field the following morning only to find that all the bright fields had dwindled to a murky green/brown over the last week. Next year for that one then!
Reds with black,grey and white,simple and classic.
This hat is wet felted using Shetland,merino and Finnish wools. Plenty of texture but really comfortable.
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 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,take a look.