lockdown blues…
waiting for the red lipstick
to arrive
.
Inspired by @MariaPierides’s Lipstick project

lockdown blues…
waiting for the red lipstick
to arrive
.
Inspired by @MariaPierides’s Lipstick project
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
salt-laden winds
sand sedge spreading its roots
underground
mobile ringtone— suddenly the cherries a little too sharp
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.
A new journal, a new hybrid, and a new year!
Honored and thrilled beyond measure to have the opportunity to describe my journey from “Hairballs to Haiga” in a “craft essay,” with four of my felting haiga “haikufeltings” in the debut issue of the Journal MacQueen’s Quinterly, MacQ for short (see URLs below). Grateful to Clare MacQueen for highlighting haikufeltings in her introduction to the issue, giving this hybrid work a home among such a superb collection of writings.
Check it out! And Happy New Year!
Essay
Felting haiga
Introduction to the issue (scroll down)
morning frost
the headlong rush
to colour
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
ripples
the felted fish enters
Groom Lake
history maps
the shape and depth
of face lines
harvest moon—
on the windowsill a bowl
catching the light
ancient monument
so many tourists taking
selfies
slate-coloured dawn
the frolics of freshly shorn
sheep
thermal current
a stork glides over
the meadow
94/100
how many heart beats
in a lifetime
who is to say
this flower is not it …
failed star
chaos and order …
the butterfly flaps
its wings
early dark
this need to explain
the meaning of life
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!
noon heat ...
seeing what
isn’t there
chiaroscuro …
breathing through
the holes
worn smooth
by the sea
my sharp edges