I’ve been ‘gone’ so long I hardly know what to do! So this will be short and easy. I hope. Here is a new utility bag, made from repurposed fabric, painted with the ‘squeek’ from paint rollers. Useful and sturdy.
It’s available here in my Etsy Shop.
I’ve been ‘gone’ so long I hardly know what to do! So this will be short and easy. I hope. Here is a new utility bag, made from repurposed fabric, painted with the ‘squeek’ from paint rollers. Useful and sturdy.
It’s available here in my Etsy Shop.
When I’m at a loss for inspiration, I sometimes go to my ‘starts’ and ‘maybes’ for something to continue. This is a piece of fabric that I do recall using for soaking up unused paint, with no intentional design.
Now I call it ‘confusion’ because only after it was complete did I see that it could have been a pink Peony. I stared at that blob and couldn’t see anything but a blob. Still, I felt like doing some hand stitching so for a few evenings, I poked the needle loaded with pearle cotton in and out to emphasize the lines that I did see.
Still not happy, of course, another day I felt like machine stitching so I did my ‘go to’ stitched grid. Well, at least it makes the hand stitching less vulnerable. Plus, it is now stitched to a firm stabilizer. I find the grid-stitching mindless and relaxing, maybe that’s why I do it.
I was compelled to add another line to the design. Here I am thinking……….but it’s not what I did.
After adding borders with a vintage madras plaid, I pulled out a piece of fabric that apparently I colored with the blue at the same time. I used it to make handles.
Here is the finished bag. A pouch? A little purse? Just think ‘Peony’!
One of a kind and available here in my Art2Carry Etsy Shop.
The story of an aimless creation. Many – if not most – original creations come about this way. Some work out better. I wish I had stayed in ‘think mode’ awhile. That’s why we sit and stare into space. We creators are busier than we look, believe me.
Posted in Creativity, functional art, Original Bag, textile art
Finally. At last. I completed the blue bag, combined with the gray upcycled work uniform fabric – still sturdy and eager to serve.
Available here in my Etsy Shop.
Process: My (unplanned ) ‘plan’ changed to horizontal. It was just too large. I hit a brain block. So now I will have part of my piecing to make an additional bag. A set of 2, perhaps.
I am enjoying sewing again but I still change off between textile work and painting, drawing and book art. So it may seem like I’m not working but I am working every day.
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I’m sewing again.
Posted in functional art, textile art, Uncategorized
Tagged painting fabric, sewing, unique bags, upcycled fabric
I have a soft spot for this bag! Perhaps because it has been so long since I sewed one, you think? But I really love this utility bag. Paint rag outer pockets that are totally accidental but seemed ready to be seen and admired. Made for stashing your handwork supplies.
Paint rag bag starts……..
Another journal for travelers with its own storage or carry bag. Perhaps someone will use it to record their travels to view solar eclipses. I am, at this moment, waiting for my own 2017 experience……..two more hours………
This book and bag is available in my Etsy Shop, here.
SOLD
Posted in Book Making, Uncategorized
Tagged book bag, coptic stitch, eclipse day, landscape, memory book with maps, sky, travel journal, trees
…..from ‘Fearless Creating’ by Eric Maisel, PH. D.
“Working means holding the work.
Working means hushing.
Working means starting.
Working means mastering the disinclination to work.
Working means working in the moment.
Working means entering the trance of working.
Working means appraising.
Working means choosing.
Working means negotiating a maze.
Working means living with chaotic-mind anxiety.
Working means ordering the work.
Working means wrestling with the thing from the sea.
Working means manifesting drive and direction.
Working means reframing the impossible as possible.
Working means making and correcting mistakes.
Working means waking up working.
Working means working on a given day.
Working means silencing distractions.
Working means surviving disturbances.
Working means loving the work, not hating it.
Working means providing your own warmth.
Working means maintaining tension.
Working means working over time.
Working means surrendering.
Good luck!”