Felt Inspiration
Wednesday, March 31, 2010

An insecure artist...

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...or why some lessons need to be learned again and again. I finally finished faux painting the bathroom and while I was putting on the th...
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Sunday, March 28, 2010

Natural dyeing part two

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The next bark I used came from our apple trees. I didn't forget that I had the bark soaking this time. After I had strained the dye I pu...
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Friday, March 19, 2010

Trying Natural Dyeing

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Since friend Joei invited me to join her doing some natural dyeing, and we are going to India Flint's class in June, I thought I would t...
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Thursday, March 4, 2010

Making Changes

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I have been busy lately with painting our kitchen. I started weeks ago, taking one section at a time so we could still use the room. I was n...
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Wednesday, February 17, 2010

local wool...the results show

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So, after I posted my question about local wool to the Feltmaker's list for a second time I got a whole lot of great responses to my que...
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Monday, February 15, 2010

A rant about a rooster and an animal control officer.

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This has been an aggravating day. The aggravation started when I went let my chickens out of their coop. I was not fully caffeinated yet and...
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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Felting Local Wools

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I posted this to the FeltMakers List but have not gotten any responses. Maybe someone here can give me some insight. I have been trying to...
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Diane
Serendipity brought feltmaking into my life at a time when I needed to reconnect with the past and find a way to express my artistic side beyond my rigid dictionary illustration work. The softness of the fibers, the feel of the soapy water, the magic moment when the loose fibers become felt appealed to my unfulfilled need to use my fingers to manipulate the medium.  It often feels as though I am just a facilitator for the art, as though the pieces have their own need to be created. There is a kind of conversation that flows from my mind and through my hands into the wool and back again, and during this exchange the questioning mind quiets. My landscapes reflect this sense of peace, creating worlds that invite the viewer to enter and rest in solitude.  Through light and shade, the flowing organic lines, and the play of the varying colors the rush and rigidity of daily life falls away. The incredible range of techniques and materials that can be used in felting sustains my enthusiasm and the unpredictability of the way the fibers will blend has encouraged me to let go of the notion that a good artist is one that can render objects that appear realistic. Felting frees my soul.
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