Showing posts from October, 2015

What I'm Reading ...

As usual I have a few books open and face down around the house, ready to be picked up as the mood takes me.

The Wife Drought: why women need wives and men need lives by Annabel Crabb (2014), non fiction, in which Crabb makes the case that both men and women miss out in the present struggle to combine paid work and having a family. In Australia it is usually the woman in a family partnership who takes the part time, lower paid work when family things need more time. Crabb argues that fathers miss out on quality time with their kids through the accepted custom that mothers do the part time shifts.

I'm not progressing with this book, I admit. I guess at the time when I thought it might be an interesting read, I was in a non-fictional, alert to society and how it operates frame of mind. Different to where I am now, in the depth of a week or two of creativity.

My second non fiction read this month is a fifty cents acquisition from the local library's cast-offs trolley:

The Spike: ho…

Embroideries: Tree of Life

It's been a good few years since I did cross stitch work, in which one of the traditional motifs is the Tree of Life. This one is a freehand, almost doodled and certainly not a planned or designed work.
The strata/background is a piecework of badly joined bits of silk. They suggested something thrown in the ragbag. The tensions were wrong and the finished piece bulges uncomfortably though that isn't very noticeable in this format. The silks are as usual Colourstream's Exotic Lights. 
With one rather large difference, a hank of raw sheep wool to form the low relief structure of the tree trunk. What possessed me? I ended up covering almost all of the wool, it was so ugly!
The tree is surrounded by the elements it needs to grow and thrive. The sun. Water in all its forms ... snow, rain, mist, flowing rivers of it. A tree combines all elements and makes life, I thought. 
I made it before I knew the importance of fungi in the formula of life.