felted fire bowl
the innocence
of red lipstick

felted fire bowl
the innocence
of red lipstick
not taking calls…
my mobile phone’s
new felted case
raised eyebrows the wine taster chews the wine
What is it about colour?
I am slowly building a new blog about felted haiga, haikufeltings, & all about my adventures in felt, Filz & felting – please take a look & let me know what you would like to see included there.
stepping into
the same puddle twice . . .
new pair of boots
distracted again
tall reeds
in the wind
.
Wet-felted beret drying!
empty snail shell—
swishing sound of
the garden broom
Wet-felted headband
harvest moon—
on the windowsill a bowl
catching the light
who is to say
this flower is not it …
failed star
distant train …
as if I had
the answer
felting class
we stop to smell
the roses
.
I made the purple and white flowers during a felting class by Beate Maxzin of Wolllust, “atelier fuer filzbegeisterte,” Augsburg. I am very pleased with the purple flower in particular! Wunderbar!
aging carousel
the restorer picks up
her brush
from my window
the path to
the woods
dawn …
what is life
but light
summer night’s dream—
and on the eighth day
she made a bear
Alpine air—
scent of the bubbling
stream
strong current
a chunk of earth floats out
to sea
morning post
scent of the letter marked
X
dense thicket
the wounded doe runs
for cover
for your journey …
we fold your dreams
under your pillow
bridging
the gap between us—
telescope
the baby
unfurling her fists …
peony buds
daisy meadow —
how to get the right
answer
sudden squall —
I search for the right colour
wool
balloons
the many shapes
of a cure
toy factory …
the polar bear cub’s
dark side