Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Steven's Day

On this day in 1994 we lost our son Steven
He was a young man studying art at OCAD
and full of plans for the future

As he drove to his summer job
he was hit by a car whose driver had fallen asleep at the wheel
Our Steven had no chance
On this day of memories this poem by Ron Tranmer often comes to mind

The Broken Chain

We little knew that day,
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death, we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you.
You did not go alone.
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.

You left us beautiful memories,
Your love is still our guide.
And although we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same,
But as God calls us one by one,
The chain will link again.
We feel you around us all the time
and now, Steven, you have two little nieces to watch over
both named after you
Ashley Rose
Stevie Ray
Me thinks that would tickle you pink!
and boy would you love them

Monday, 17 July 2017

All Caught Up

Found on the shores of Georgian Bay.
It is kind of funky isn't it.

Lots of white stones scattered about Ontario.

Simple beauty

 Pitted white. Must be chalk surely.

Love this one.

More funkiness from Ontario!

Love this one too.
It is the simplicity of running stitch appliqué.

I'm relieved to be caught up.
Moving on to next week's stones
and a Summer of stitching.

Sunday, 16 July 2017

Stones in Absentia

Every morning as the rest of the family began to stir
Ashley and I would examine her Mommy's
rock collection.
Precious moments to start the day.

Sometimes we would just examine them.

Sometimes we would trace around them.

When Ashley discovered my eraser
she took great delight in returning
all our hard work to white pages again.

By the way, Vicky....
do you recognize the background stitches!

It was so wonderful being a grandma
to our nearly three year old....

....and our new 2 month old.

Two weeks of precious moments.

I hope your day is filled with memorable moments.

Monday, 3 July 2017

While I'm Away

Cracked marble

Smooth and speckled

A nose and two eyes
A mouse perhaps.

Wrinkled like a comfortable old shoe.

Stones exist in the moment

This one decided to become a teeny tiny slither.

Kind of.

Have a great week.

Friday, 30 June 2017

Resting Between Night and Day

  'Resting Between Night and Day'
43" x 50"
Hand stitched on Natural dyed silk & linen
with discharged black cotton.

We packaged it up and sent it off

for the new Connections Fibre Artists show
'Running with Fibre'

is a group of amazing artists and friends
that I have had the privilege of being
a part of since I started this journey into stitch
way, way back.

As I photographed this piece 
I noticed all the small pebbles stitched into the
body of the large rock.

Working every day
threaded needle in hand
Cloth either stretching out flat on the table
or stretched in a frame on my lap
is what I do
and love to do.

It is hard to send a work like that far away.
I wonder if I will see it again
for it is like an old familiar friend
after months of stitching.

'Running with Fibre'
will run from July 15th to September 24th
at the Gallery Stratford, Ontario, Canada
with opening reception on July 14th 7-9 pm.

Monday, 26 June 2017

When a Stone Travels

This little beauty arrived all the way from Washington State

It arrived with two lovely stitchings from Vicky
So kind of you....thanks!

Love this chevron marking.
The other side is beautiful too
but so far I have insisted on a new stone every day.
Perhaps I might allow myself to use both sides of one pebble
in future.
Some are just too beautiful to miss.

Encircled by wrappings of tiny marks.

I thought it was interesting that as soon as I spied this one
on the ground I thought needle weaving.

A tiny speckled stonette!

A streaked beauty

Nature did a much better job than me.

Now I am off to visit the grand little girls for a few weeks.
Can you imagine Ashley, the 2 3/4 year old,
is now playing (?) soccer!
And Stevie, the 6 week old, now
actually looks at the screen as we Face Time!
It is so amazing watching little ones grow and unfold.

Wednesday, 21 June 2017

Walking Woodland Stones

'Walking Woodland Stones'
Natural dyed and printed silks and cottons
Threads of cotton and wool.

Running stitch
straight row upon row
Higgledy piggledy
Loose and lumpy
but running stitch all the same

Couching travelling the edge of stones.
Imagining the footsteps of insects and small critters
marking pathways across the stones.

The woodland canopy keeping the land beneath cool.

Touching the edges of rocks.
Can a rock speak of what it is feeling inside?