mother daughter wildflower book

I made a book about the walks I took with daughter April when she was six.  We had just moved to Manitoulin, and the wildflowers were abundant in June. We collected one every walk and then would go home to identify it.  Press it.

I also saved drawings that our two younger daughters made of powerful women, and seven years after that walk they were heat transferred to fabric pages.  The pressed flowers were placed behind hand stitched mylar.  The book also has some embroidered text that our third and oldest daughter said to me when she was fifteen and my thoughts about it.  I'll show  it another time.  Maybe. 

I'm packing the supplies that Sandra Brownlee has requested us to bring to her workshop 'Tactile Notebooks'  next week.  This book is just one of many cloth journals I've made over the years. Memories and conversations with myself made visible.  (I'm not taking it, just sharing it here)  

 

heat waves

Rayon damask weave tablecloth, hand stitched To create a focal point for the third panel of the circle project, we are using a commercial product and intense heat. It comes in packages of about a yard and is stitched to the back of the fabric. The directions say to use machine stitch and a steam iron held above the cloth, but my experiment with hand stitched waves and a heat gun gave good results. 6 inches shrink to about 4 inches in all directions. I'm not one to

use products such as misty fuze or steam a seam, but the discovery of texture magic may have changed my mind. Ah, well.

Still mourning the loss of fiber arts magazine and telos. Read Olga's comments here.