I know that many of you are aware that I dye. In fact, here are some fabrics that I have been dyeing just this week!
There is an element of endurance involved in the dyeing, nothing is instant, taking time improves not only the colours but also the effects.
My subject of the Weekly Photo Challenge, however, is none of the above! The subject is some of the vital equipment that I cannot do without!
After many months of searching, I have finally found rubber gloves that don’t disintegrate after just two days of use! Not only do they last…… they also fit the length of my fingers which mean that I can manipulate the fabric and threads within the dye!
Well worth the enduring search………………..! ;)
Wordless from Just Snaps is here
When I was a child I spent a lot of time with my lovely grandmother. She had a saying that has stayed with me, and this morning I had cause to think of it.
Many of you know that I take a photograph each day of the tree at the bottom of the garden.
The berries are ripened, and gradually disappearing as avian visitors come to feed, but this morning I was greeted by the beautiful sound of a robin singing his heart out. You can see him in the above picture if you look closely, but here he is a little more clearly, although not so sharply!
In spite of the season he was obviously, as Grandma would have said, ‘full of the joys of spring’. Sorting my outside dyeing area was a pleasure until his singing was interrupted by an unwelcome visitor
Although happy, (who wouldn’t be with such ripe red berries to enjoy?) the chatter of the magpie is much less melodic, but his real fun was chasing away the smaller bird. His visit didn’t last long – as with all bullies he was soon off to annoy elsewhere.
So, what happened next?
Mr Robin returned and continued his serenade
He returned to almost exactly the same spot – and his song was as joyful as ever, in fact, he’s still singing some forty minutes later.
You see, occasionally life’s a Magpie! But if you wait you will discover that life’s mostly a Robin.
I hope that today your day is mostly a Robin. Take time to listen.
Se the ‘before’ on Just Snaps.
Sorting some bits earlier I came across this
An old tin. Battered and bashed, but I knew what it contained. I lifted the lid
Sure enough the bits and pieces were neatly stashed inside – and there on top was the last piece of work, incomplete. It was the handy collection that my mother took with her when she travelled – so that she would always have something to keep her hands busy. I was prepared – but it still brought a lump to my throat – especially as the thread on top was one of my hand-dyes. I can remember the last time she took it on holiday – with us, to Wales. She opened and closed the tin, but couldn’t remember what she had to do with the things inside.
The inscription on the bottom of the tin intrigued me, I’m not old enough to remember the name, but I think I’ve heard it mentioned somewhere in the dim and distant past. Looking online there are a few photographs – and also this little bit of history.
Sorry, I have to go and wipe my eyes.
If you have time, please also pop over to Just Snaps for a look of incredulity!
Just a quick post in response to this one by Ben Hubermann.
I use my camera to capture the moment and also as a tool to record textures and ideas that can later be translated into fabric or mixed media. The photographs are not translated in a pictorial manner, but rather interpreted in a variety of paints and media.
Today my eye was taken by the placements in this picture, which probably won’t appeal to anyone else.