Every June, the streets in my neighborhood are canopied with jacaranda trees that explode into purple blossoms for three weeks. My heart and soul reawaken with this majesty of renewal…
Through Your Eyes
Members of the International Freeform Fiberarts Guild
were invited to join a challenge for the 2008 annual freeform fiberart show.
Their challenge was to interpret the theme, “Through Your Eyes” in any medium
and needlework technique they preferred. 35 artists from across the globe rose to the
challenge and created fiber art beyond description.
Along with their entries, each was asked to write a short piece about what inspired them.
“I liked the idea of making a mask for the challenge. Apart from the close connection with eyes, it symbolizes what I love about freeform – not everything is revealed…
“Purple is one of my favorite colors, and as I was organizing my stash into the various color schemes, — shades of green, magenta, black and purple– my eye kept…
Myra Wood’s wish that our “hooks fly freely.” James Walter’s translation of my finagle factor into “instinct plus trial and error.” This year’s theme of “through my eyes.” Therefore: my…
“It’s “Through My Eyes”, and it’s my way of thinking. These are all my daily life. I don’t say that I’ve spent boring days. So I can go for a…
Down the Garden Path After a very long, unusually cold winter, this reminds me of what my garden looks like. It’s what I see every morning, just the beginnings of…
I see a kaleidoscope of color, an ever changing, constantly spinning world that radiates from a core, my family, to the wider, outside world. My children and grandchildren, each day…
“How great it would be if it was possible to inhale all the bad things that happen in our world and exhale positive thoughts, ideas, understanding and caring for one…
As I look I see the faces of my family, friends and pets. Like little flowers smiling and filling my heart with joy. I open my eyes and look in…
“I started Gypsy Wings last year at Becky’s house. I found the fantastic shades of grey yarns in a sale bin. A passion was born. I saw it as a…