The image of what I would felt next, was in my mind's eye when I woke. With coffee in hand, watching the sunrise, I began to plot. I spent most of the day felting, now I get to take a break while it, the nest, dries. Over the next few days I will add to the structure, crocheting, embroider, .. perhaps sticks and stones. Decided this will be the project that I will lead my workshop participants into. It is a good advanced project that is doable in the span of two or three days. And yes, the red sunrise fulfilled its prophecy: by nightfall it had began to snow.
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Evening light on the receding tide. Pebbles glisten, everything is bathed in golden light and I see red everywhere.
Took the morning to drive up to Joggins, the fossil site. A mere half hour away, on the other coast from here. The combination of colours in the landscape excite me no end. The ochre of the dead grasses, the wine of willow shrubs; the dark green of the pine trees interrupted by by young white birches and then the many subtle shades of a grey wintersky. Joggins Fossil Interpretive Center was closed, of course. I walked to the beach but did not actually look very hard to find a way to walk on the beach. It was cold, drizzly and the tide was fairly high. Better to stay on higher ground and take pictures. I'll come back soon. Down by Harbour View, Parrsboro
First day. Such a lovely studio loft for me to live and work in! "How was the weather?" you ask. It was grey, but since I am high up on the third floor, the variations of grey in the sky were lovely. I sat in various windows, drinking hot drinks, sketching a bit, organizing my belongings. And then, after the walk, the wool came out for a start of some impressions of the day.
Tomorrow I'll work on it again. I have wanted to spend a winter near the coast ever since I set foot in the Bay of Fundy. The rocks, the crashing water, the sheer strength of the elements, have a massive pull on me. I want to be safely inside while it rages outside, with art supplies and enough food for awhile, to expand on the inside. And then to go out into the wild and let those forces blow through me, clean me out of anything that is unnecessary and discardable. 40 years ago I dreamed of doing this 'someday', now someday has come. Some friends had asked me to write a group email once in a while, this page is doing the task. Putting the story here on my website will keep everything together and nobody gets their emails clogged up with photos either. If you care to follow me on this page, welcome! |
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Main&Station Nonesuch Kickshaw, Parrsboro NS isidoraWorking primarily with fibres these days ... Felting, embroidery, spinning and such. Archives |