A wet day. Have been stitching on a small piece I began on a group outing a couple of weeks ago.
We went to a friend's home 'armed' with fabric, threads, a few watercolour pencils and an open mind.
We were 'plein air stitching'. I approached this in the same way I would if I was sketching. I looked at my scene, edited it mentally to capture what I wanted to 'say' about what I was looking at. After some light blocking in of colour with the watercolours to give myself a basic ground of colour in each area I began to stitch.
The colours were not going to be perfect as I was only using what had brought with me, but I quickly decided that was going to be part of the charm of the piece. The time flew past.
Since then I have been adding a few stitches to it in spare moments. I took some photos on the day, but have not referred to them, preferring to work from my memory and the feel of the scene. More on this later...
We went to a friend's home 'armed' with fabric, threads, a few watercolour pencils and an open mind.
We were 'plein air stitching'. I approached this in the same way I would if I was sketching. I looked at my scene, edited it mentally to capture what I wanted to 'say' about what I was looking at. After some light blocking in of colour with the watercolours to give myself a basic ground of colour in each area I began to stitch.
The colours were not going to be perfect as I was only using what had brought with me, but I quickly decided that was going to be part of the charm of the piece. The time flew past.
Since then I have been adding a few stitches to it in spare moments. I took some photos on the day, but have not referred to them, preferring to work from my memory and the feel of the scene. More on this later...
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