I'm working on a stitched map of the walk we take each morning round the fields. I found a piece of pink fabric that I'm using as a backing fabric and the threads are mostly old ones that have been handed down to me.
The sublety of the stitchwork, rhythm, pattern and colour soaks this map with the depth of human touch. The fabric is imprinted with feelings and memories half-consciously caught from "seeing" the landscape.
The sublety of the stitchwork, rhythm, pattern and colour soaks this map with the depth of human touch. The fabric is imprinted with feelings and memories half-consciously caught from "seeing" the landscape.
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