However, with time came reflection ... and a change in game plan. I decided to post photos of the two things that have absolutely animated my life in the last three years - yarn and art. I am so excited and pleased that I am now designing (and the second half of this year will see multiple patterns of mine published), yet I am very shy when showing my paintings. I'm not exactly certain why this is ... so I decided to just take the plunge, look through my photos to find those that include yarn and paintings or in some way relate the two, and post them with some bits of back story. Here goes:
This is a bedroom in a former living space that contains reminders of where it all started for me. The bed cover is a blanket done in tunisian crochet after I attended a tunisian crochet course at Stitches West in 2009. From the blanket came the inspiration for the tryptich on the wall. The paintings remain a point of inspiration ... and the tunisian crochet course, well, just wait until later this year and you'll see.
Ok, so I realize there's no painting in this shot, but you know you needed a gratuitous picture of the friendly-yet-oh-so-sleepy George Bailey. And it is on the tunisian blanket of inspiration. Enough said.
I love Habu Textiles. Love, love, love. Packaging? Perfect. Color? Divine. I love this shot of Habu's cuter-than-cute mohair skeins. Someone really should paint this. I mean, really.
Two years ago I participated in a Ravelry cofee and yarn swap. The group needed a new banner ad and group icon. Someone in the group had a great idea, but no skill in bringing it to life. I loved the idea and immediately saw exactly how I would approach it. Thus, the Knitter's Coffee Swap icon and banner ad were born. It's my only attempt (so far) at representing yarn on canvas. I'm certain it won't be my last.
Finally, I've saved my favorite for last. I am really proud of this painting for a number of reasons, but mainly because I absolutely enjoyed the process so much that I forgot all track of time and completed it in one weekend afternoon marathon painting session. It represents some of my most confident and inspired work. Heck, it even includes yellow. However, someone walked into my apartment sometime after I had hung it and audibly sucked in breath - and not in a good way - before composing himself. It completely cut me to the core. He's never again seen the inside of my living space. He also clearly has no clue concerning art history. Nevertheless, I also haven't really shown this painting off.
No more, bloggy readers, no more.
Additionally, I really love this photo's perspective.
Definitely share your photo stories (without or without paint and yarn) in the comments below. And I'll look forward to seeing everyone else's most excellent photos.