Made by Wooni

Rain rain go away

Lately my words have been lacking. I believe the accumulated tiredness has finally reached and nestled within all nooks and crannies of my brain. It has surrounded my words with a dense thick fog, like the fog that still remains here in the village. I can feel spring's spirit around and about. However, winter is a stubborn one and does not want to let go. I am tired of putting on and pulling off jackets and hats and long wooly socks. I want to enjoy the sunlight, recharge my most likely vitamin deficient body and my soul. I crave colors and vibrancy. 

And I invite it in whenever I can.  I wish for sand playing laundry hanging picnic filled days. But so far the sand box remains half built and full of dirt. Those intrusive rain drops just keep coming...

Either way, at least I can pretend and fill my desire of color inside as I continue on with my toting wooniphant. The red warms me up and the splashes of bright blue blanket stitches wake my tired eyes. Oh for a full night of uninterrupted sleep and migrain free days...Oh to dream :)

At least the little wooniphant can sleep peacefully for me. 

the elephants are coming.

I have set the mothering piece aside for now, and have been thinking about a bigger piece, especially since The Magic Diaries has started. I have therefore returned to my elephants. I am playing around with magical elements and still remaining with the idea of drawing and filling in with thread.

I realized that a piece can only come alive not only by placing pieces of cloth in a certain manner, but You have to also add more of a personal feel to it. It may seem like a silly realization, but it just dawned on me.

Right now it is raining outside and the breeze is comfortingly cool. It has been an odd summer. There have only been a few days of horrible heat that actually made me sick. I wonder why the heat as refused to set in here. Is it so that we do not get accustomed to it? Am I in for another long winter?? I hope not.

Weather is a funny thing. It affects your mood, the crops, the birds, life in general.

I apologize for the pictures. I still only have my camera phone. But it shall do for now.

An elephant out of cloth

Finally, after a year of feeling like a looser, unaccomplished, talentless hausfrau, I finally sold a piece. Granted maybe it feels not as amaying because it is to a family memeber, but as a gift to a little girl. However, it is sold and will soon be on its way to the big economic capital of Germany, Frankfurt.

It is one of my mandala elephants, and this one speaks of fire, strenght, persistence. Itseems now logical that this one should be the first one to sell.

As requested I added the little girls name inbright colors and finisehd the embroidered bits and pieces.

I also add three haning elephant medallions to give it that mobile look. However, this piece is not to be played with, only looked at.

And to finish it off I added a branch from the Pfalz forest wrapped in dyed wool.

Any thoughts on this piece are more than welcome, and I appologize for the not so good picture quality. After my son decided to play with the camera, especially the eye, the camera no longer focuses as precisely as before.