My fingers felt like these tree branches. The weather has been bitter cold the last week. We had snow on Friday, and it hasn't melted yet. When I got to the studio the thermostat on my space heater said 35 degrees. As I worked, it only got up to 37. I stayed for an hour and stitched a bit. Ironed some things hoping for some residual heat. Finally I gave up when my toes got tingly. I am impatient for warmer days when I can spend more than an hour or two in comfort. The romantic in me imagines artists throughout history working through winter chills.
I brought a small piece home and stitched in my 70 degrees instead. So much for moving all the art to the studio.
This blog will be an effort to document my thoughts and experiences in studio work, art criticism, and community education in the areas of fibers, color theory, screenprinting, and art education. Please respect my work and link back to me if you use any images and feel free to comment. I am a fiber artist from Philadelphia, teaching at Fleisher Art Memorial, and have recently completed my Masters of Art Education at Tyler School of Art, Temple University.