windows
'I sat looking out of the window after my lunch'
this is a quote from a blog I read regularly of a lady who lives far up North in the UK - and I loved this quote and the picture of her looking out of the window and mulling over the future...................
just recently I have been working on a series of work based around the Magdalene laundries - with visions of weather worn walls, delapidated and broken windows , rusty nail heads to mark burial grounds and the troubled and sad memories of these buildings.............
Its been a series of textile works that I have had to work through - something that meant so much without explaination - but just something that had to be stitched.
I will post pictures of my experiments , my trials and my small and sometimes sweet textile bits. No reason why I needed to work through it - no idea why - just something that had to be done.
Its coming to an end but I am satisfied and pleased to have worked through the mire.
zaz;0)
this is a quote from a blog I read regularly of a lady who lives far up North in the UK - and I loved this quote and the picture of her looking out of the window and mulling over the future...................
just recently I have been working on a series of work based around the Magdalene laundries - with visions of weather worn walls, delapidated and broken windows , rusty nail heads to mark burial grounds and the troubled and sad memories of these buildings.............
Its been a series of textile works that I have had to work through - something that meant so much without explaination - but just something that had to be stitched.
I will post pictures of my experiments , my trials and my small and sometimes sweet textile bits. No reason why I needed to work through it - no idea why - just something that had to be done.
Its coming to an end but I am satisfied and pleased to have worked through the mire.
zaz;0)
posted by Zaz at 12:12 PM
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