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Showing posts with label Borderlines. Show all posts
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Monday, June 17, 2019

Borderlines

This piece was finished a couple of weeks ago, but somehow I never got round to posting about it here.  It's one of the dwindling number of unworked pieces I have left that survived The Cull. 


The temptation was to smother it in stitch, but somehow, looking at it closely, that didn't seem like such a good idea.  What I wanted to do, was to use stitch to support the marks I'd made by dye painting.  For me, the piece is 'about' space: there's a small area nestling in the centre, cradled by the darker marks, that in my head, is a farm, surrounded by tall pine trees on two sides, with fields in front.  It's funny, the stories we tell ourselves about our work... but I digress.  I started with the area to the left, a sweeping section of orange moving to fuchsia.  I wanted to give it some scale, and to give some texture to the area without smothering it.  The uneven crosses are scaled, getting bigger in the foreground, to suggest distance.

I tackled the dark area next.  It dominates the piece, and I didn't particularly want to emphasise that any more, so stuck with dark colours.  Blanket stitch delineates the firm line as it curves down and round, and additional stitches reach out into the curve, taking their cue from the blanket stitch itself.  Most of that area, I've left clear to speak for itself.  That central area has lots of tiny crosses, a reflection of the larger crosses to the left, while at the top, there are seed stitches, and some large, dark stitches to delineate the dark marks at the top right, as if they were somehow silhouetted against the sky (more of that imaginary story).  

And that's where I left it.  I don't intend to add any more stitch.  I think there's a tendency to assume that when you hand stitch, you should leave no inch unstitched.  That's not my style.  I don't think that stitch should dominate a piece: rather, I think it should play its part, neither going unnoticed nor taking over.  If you can only see the stitch, then I've failed.  I want to create an integrated piece, where the different elements combine seamlessly (argh...no pun intended) to produce something with a story, with meaning.  I think this piece does that, though you may not agree.  


Sunday, June 24, 2018

Unexpected Changes, or Feline Intervention

I thought it was time I finished the stitch on Borderlines, so that was what I did this morning, until the birthday boy swept me off for breakfast (yummy pancakes and fresh fruit).



I'm quite pleased at the way this is turning out; only one fair sized section to go, and the stitch will be complete.  The nature of the piece has changed, somewhat. however, as I discovered when I picked it up to start stitching.  Part of the paper block on the left hand side of the quilt is no longer as it was when I started.  Here it is now...



Yup...it's frayed, distressed, nay, disintegrating in parts.  What can have done this?  Well, that's where the feline intervention comes in.  I have the habit of putting whatever I'm stitching behind me, on the back of the sofa.  Turns out Merlin has been sleeping on it.  I said early on that the paper was quite fragile, and here's the proof.  Some of it has just disappeared, although by and large, it's hanging on in there, thankfully.  Also thankfully, I like the result.  Just as well, really, as it would take an inordinate amount of work to replace it.  And fortunately, the books are too small to treat like this, so we won't be having a repeat performance, though if anyone wants an alternative method for distressing hand made paper, here it is, help yourself.  Just keep your fingers crossed that your cat doesn't attempt to shred it (Mollie probably would have).


Thursday, May 31, 2018

Chugging Along Nicely...

...with Borderlines... though the cat is attempting to intervene...Mollie is nothing if not consistent.  She's been sitting on there for the past ten minutes...just as well I'd taken all the photos I wanted before she sat down. 


I've now completed the stitch in the bottom section, and am therefore feeling somewhat smug.  I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do with the upper section, but given that Mollie's now lying all over it, that's a problem for another day. 

I've used two different, but similar, variegated hand dyed threads, one below the paper motifs, and one to the side.  The one below is dark, and the stitching curls in on itself, echoing the way in which the right hand side of the paper motifs has been stitched.  

Spot the gap.  The stitch on the top reflects the torn and uneven nature of the motif; the stitch on the bottom...doesn't.  In fields, a gap like that might be filled with trees; in abstract, I've filled them with vertical stitch, which in my mind, suggests those trees.


To the right of the motifs, I've stitched diagonally, given that there were several lines of vertical stitches there already, and I didn't want to repeat that.  The diagonal reflects the circular motif above it.  I didn't want too big a block of stitch in that area, so used the motif as a natural stopping point, as well as a directional guide.



And now, Mollie is up on the arm of the sofa, expecting me to move the laptop so she can snuggle into my lap; turns out I'm more comfortable than the quilt.  I will have to make my mind up about the upper section...but maybe not today.  Or at least, not consciously.  Doubtless there will be a certain level of unconscious problem solving going on in there while I get on with Other Things.