During these wintery days in Melbourne, squeezing in a couple of hours before and after my nursing shifts at Merryl’s workshop is the highlight of my days. I utterly adore it!
Last week, I got stuck into the girl in the window’s fair isle jumper – still have a way to go – the bottom row needs finishing and then there’s the shoulders to work in the same pattern and a pair of plain sleeves. Then it was onto her hair – braids and black velvet bows and all. I use the glue (you can see it above) to create the lines I want – it’s very forgiving.
I’m pleased with how the hair turned out – looks perfectly hairy. But those bows took some work. Oh I cut and tried and cut and tried and cut and tried before I was satisfied they bore even the slightest resemblance to bows. Oy! They were the trickiest thing I’ve done yet.
This week, it was back to the whale and her sea. First I laid out her spout of water using little pearlescent tiles I cut into fours and then set on point … that was super quick and satisfying.
Then I added the sea’s horizon – which of course begged for the building and rigging of my sailing ship! Such a simple layout but I do think it’s very sweet – it nestles into that wavy horizon just right.
Oh and I added my soaring birds – Cape Petrels – they must be a lazy, sun loving flock who haven’t yet headed back to the Antarctic for spring breeding :-) It was funny – because they are rather scatty looking things, I kept absent mindedly trying to brush them off my board … and would then remember, no! no! they’re birds! they’re meant to be there!
Today, there were many things I COULD have worked on. I could have finished the fair isle jumper, or the grassy hill, or the lighthouse light, or the whale’s wave, or the sea … nah! I really longed to make that sun rise … so I did :-)
… and started adding a few curves to the sky … it was bliss.
I just love how the little sailing ship wound up heading straight for the sun rise, tucked into the dip of the wave and the rise of the sky. Captain Jack would no doubt approve and I dare say Maturin would enjoy the birds swooping and diving.
Still so many wee tiles to cut and place – hours and hours worth – but now all the elements swirling in my imagination are now firmly glued down.
I was on such a high when I arrived home, Abby suggested I start up a drop in mosaic workshop next year in Bega! Maybe I will :-)
* you’ll have to excuse such an obvious pun
– it’s my Bob Belcher side coming out :-)