Wednesday, 28 July 2010

Previous work in embellished felt.

Foxglove picture.

Foxglove detail

Castle Bolton Gardens

Flora picture

First felt picture

Felted handbag

Garden picture

Mulberry handbag

Hydrangea picture
Hello friends, just a little explanation for this wordless Wednesday!
As I'm a bit of a technophobe so this was the only way I could think of showing a friend my some of my previous textile art.
I hope you all enjoyed it too, lol!
Fi x

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Felted Flora

Hello my lovely ladies.
Oh how I've missed you, I've left it far too long between posts recently, but real life just keeps getting in the way! It has an annoying habit of rudely pushing it's way in and demanding my attention!
Anyhow, today I have a Ta-Daa moment for you...
My latest embellished felt picture!

Shall we take a closer look?

This is felted Merino wool and Wensleydale tops.

Free motion machine embroidery.

Some hand embroidery, I'm sure you recognise the tiny yellow French Knots. (I later decided they weren't right and unpicked them all.)

I've also appliqued other fabrics on top.

Ah! Here's a flower minus it's French Knots. (They were far too bright and zingy, distracting the eye.)

So I needle felted some shade and tone to the flower centres and then hand embroidered on top of that with a seed stitch.

A lot of rummaging through bobbins goes on during picture making.

You wouldn't believe how many photos I had to take of this piece to get some half decent pictures! I don't know what I do wrong but my camera seems to suck all of the colour out! These are the best of a bad bunch.
Anyhow I hope you liked them and before I go, I'd just like to say thank you for all of your lovely comments. I know I don't always get time to reply to you all individually but I do read each and every one and enjoy your input immensely. (so does Wonderful Man!)
Till next time
Love Fi x

Tuesday, 6 July 2010


I have some sad news today.

Geraldine, one of our hens died yesterday.
We don't know why, she mooched about a bit and looked rather sulky for a day and then went into the hen house and died.

We've been told that sometimes that's just what happens with hens...
So I thought we might go on a little bimble and reflect upon natures beauty.

Here's the start of our walk down to the river. We've just crossed the main road in our village and snuck down a little passageway between two cottages.

Who ever is last, please close the gate behind you. There is the village behind us.
Under the old railway bridge.

Across the meadow and over the style.

Not far at all.

Look! that's how far we've walked.
Hmmm... the grass is tickling my toes through my sandels...

and the sun is hot on my bare arms.

That black fuzz is Sneaky Dog searching the rabbit holes in the river bank.

I can't resist stepping down onto the river bed. The water is very low a the moment, unbelievable after the weeks and weeks of snow we had up here!

The black dot in the distance is... you've guessed it... Sneaky Dog.

Looking back again we've just crossed the road bridge.

And over the field to this scrummy little 'Troll' bridge.

OOO! Look,
It's all dingley-delly down here.

Love it.

Heading back home now.

Sneaky Dog is back on her lead even though she's more scared of the sheep than they are of her.

Good-bye sheep.

That's the bridge I cross on my way to Milkchurn Cottage.

Aaaah back home, just waiting for the kettle to boil...

Do you fancy a piece of cake with your cuppa?
Till next time my lovelies when I think we aught to catch up with some stitchy stuff.
Love Fi x