What a great entry point into the world of embroidery.
Such a great way to learn some basic stitches, one stitch at a time. No wonder Redwork was taught to very young children. Maybe that say’s a lot about me? A child at heart, through and through, and I like simple clear lines.
It amazes me how much can be conveyed by a single line. Like the stag just paused, listening and looking, in the moment before a decision to sprint or to stay.
I have had a great deal of fun over the last few weeks developing some wildlife based Redwork designs.
Stitching away and then turning my work over to check on my neatness…
I am a hare.
Fast and furious and runs out of steam easily! lol (My friend, Fiona, is the tortoise. She works steadily and slowly through things and is always creating. Pop over to her blog by clicking on her name.)
I ran a workshop at the Chapel Gallery to introduce the genteel art of Redwork.
We had a great evening, lots of chatter, moments of easy quiet while people concentrated and people leaving, inspired to create something new at home. Some are planning to try stitching a grouse, another a pretty, thoughtgul saying for a 21st birthday gift.
I *love* unlocking creative doors.
I almost daren’t admit it but Yarndale approaches, and I am transforming the designs into new ‘Madbird’ kits so that others may have a little dabble in Redwork.
Doesn’t he remind you of Peter Rabbit escaping from Mr Mcgregor’s garden in Beatrix Potter’s tale?
I shall leave you with my ‘Three Madbirds’. I’ve no idea what’s caught their attention, but I need to get on with making up kits and finishing quilts ready to adorn my stall at Skipton Auction Mart at Yarndale in late September.
See you later.
PS I just had to share these beautiful flowers with you.