My work is not controlled, it is allowed to unfold through the making.
“It is not that we think, and then make. Rather, through making, we think.”
Ingold, T. (2013). Making: Anthropology, Archaeology, Art and Architecture, p. 6
I begin working in a hoop, but it doesn’t take long for the fabric to shift and respond to the tension in its own way. What started as a frustration has become part of the process, I’ve learned to embrace the distortion and, at times, deliberately exploit the fabric under tension.
I’ve enjoyed working with dissolvable fabric for many years. I began with the transparent version, but now prefer the newer, more fabric-like wash-away. It provides a stronger base in the hoop and results in a more refined, durable stitched finish.
I’m lucky to have a room at home that overlooks a beautiful reserve and sand dunes. Just beyond the dunes is a west coast beach, I can’t see the sea, but I can always hear it. Although my studio is small, it’s well used. I dream of a large table to work at one day, but for now, I make do with what I have: a generous cupboard for supplies, three Bernina sewing machines from different eras, and a wall to pin up ideas. Staring at projects and thinking is an important part of my process.