it seemed quicker to do the next by machine, and use smaller "moons"
Here they are in progress in my weekend studio, watched over by the Poor Man's Orchid that Margaret gave me ... a friendly presence.
Once the hand stitching was covered with machining, and the machining extended to make some petally things, and the "plastic" dissolved, came the question of how to use these motifs. Applied onto something I screenprinted earlier, perhaps?
Some of the motifs were needed to cover the moth holes in a sweater. Especially halfway down the back. Here's the trial placement
and with beads as stamens and a sprinkling of french knots, here's how it turned out.
The original rose hips are for another, different, project. Watch this spot.
The arrival of Dijanne Cevaal's "Seventy two ways not to stipple or meander" coincided with being about to throw out a bunch of images of large-scale silks - so before looking at the CD I doodled some quilting lines based on the silks. Now to see how they translate -- I have a large fabric-batting sandwich ready for practising. In between onslaughts, it covers the sewing machine.
Some people took it very seriously.
And there were some silly things to be had, like this chandelier. Another, rather more "tasteful" chandelier had a price tag of £8000. That's right, three zeros.
The knitting department was very busy. Knitting is everywhere these days.
Piece the resistance - the knitted tea party. Another slice of Battenburg, Vicar?
Pleasant evening, no purchase necessary or forthcoming.



Imagine a jazz trio playing in the background; tables laden with organic, farmers' market food; and wine flowing freely.
after passing the Japanese sweet shop, going in, and choosing a Hakuunnohotori Bean Cake to try - it was beautifully packaged, delicious, not too sweet, and melt-in-the-mouth, definitely an indulgence. These are rather more elaborate (and expensive) than our bean cake.
"Wagashi are very low in fat and most are made without animal products."
Silly handkerchiefs in the linen shop in Burlington Arcade.
And this palace is rather newer --
This thrift-shop bag contains three pairs, all my size.
Dames&dawgs was a theme that ran throughout.
Muswell Hill abounds in examples of Painted Chewing Gum Art - something that probably hasn't caught on in Vancouver yet.
Turkish restaurant Bakko does a great tiramisu --
soft toys for children of all ages --
and these decadent bunnies, which the photogenic Emma is giving the thumbs up --
The knitted cupcakes looked good enough to eat --
The sculptors' shop is called Tirantis and was an eye-opener in terms of tools and possibilities.
After meeting Thomas and grabbing some lunch at Borough Market - and being annoyed by the voracious, pestilential pigeons, aka "flying rats" - we walked along the river and stopped at a pub, where we saw this creature at work controlling them - literally, the cat among the pigeons --
Locals (left) and tourists (right) enjoy a fine day --
Can't remember the name of the hamlet - it was one of those many, many "Tre..." places. Delabole, England's oldest working slate mine, was just round the corner --
A few years later we went with friends in springtime and stayed at the Gurnard's Head Inn, south of St Ives.
You can walk over the fields - among cows - to Gurnard's Head, which is National Trust open land. This painting by Paul Lewin reminds me of the many wild flowers we saw there in May.
The views along the coast are fabulous. Can't find my own photos; this is from a kayaking site.