Before I started this piece, I re-read the mission statement for the group. We aspire to share enthusiasm and inspiration, challenge ourselves, develop our own style and encourage each other.
Looking back on the pieces I have done for this group, this IS my style. I do challenge myself to try something I have never done in each piece. In this piece it's the Leaf Umbrella. I wanted it to be 3D. It stands away from the fabric. I found the leaves on fabric in my stash. I cut them out and sandwiched them with batting and hand stitched the spines. There is wire along the edges of the leaves to enable them to stand away from the fabric.
I'm not happy with the stitching on the piece. I should have stitched them in a hoop before I added the fabric to the piece. There are other things I might have done a bit differently, but I'm not going to pick the piece apart with criticism. I'm an optimistic person and I just couldn't think about depicting a piece about rain falling on me which usually denotes pessimism. My interpretation comes from deep in my thoughts and from my heart. The rain is falling all around this frog with the drops plunking in the water all around him and he is happily enjoying his day. But the frogs in my pond in the back yard HIDE when it rains. Go figure.
I have a history with frogs that started back in the 9th grade when my Biology teacher gave us the assignment to bring a frog to class to be dissected. Since I always got As or Bs, his threat of a failing grade if I didn't show up with a frog sent me to a local creek to get one. Off I went to the creek that I crossed every day on my way to school. I had seen frogs there and sure enough, sitting on a rock at the edge of the bank was a big old frog. He didn't hop away when I arrived. Brave frog that KNEW I wasn't going to net him, lol. I talked to him for a while, probably saying silly things that a 14 year old girl might say. When I bid him goodbye, I wished him a long and healthy life. I remember that. I didn't catch a frog, or buy the frog one of my classmates offered. Right now I can see that teacher in my mind, but cannot for the life of me remember his name, as I told him that I would NOT be dissecting a frog. I could not bring myself to kill an animal or any reptile. He saw my resolution and offered the alternative of dissecting a CLAM. If you have never seen the inside of a clam, if they have organs they all look alike. Why is that a memory that my mind chooses to remember?
That started my love for frogs. I have quite a collection of frog figurines and will use this piece in a display I will put on my wall.
If you have been a long time reader here, you know that I often talk about the frogs in my pond and that they are one of my Spirit Animals. They never jump in when I approach. I'm pretty sure they like to hear me tell them how happy I am that they found a home in my pond and how pretty they are.
Grateful: Today I am grateful for being a member of the Endeavourer Group. It is a great group of fabric artists that are far more talented than I am, but accept and encourage me.