Tuesday, 21 June 2016

A Spoonful Of Sugar...


hello my lovelies...

Gosh I have so missed saying hi to you all!

Time always seems to propel faster when I want it to slow down...

Lately I have tried to regularly take a few hours out when I have got some spare time to talk with Mother Nature
and fill my sketchbooks with a few doodles...



Coming from the Fens of open land and vast skies I get the urge to reconnect with Mother Earth.
A day doodling is like taking a spoon of medicine when my soul is weary.

I always use my doodles as my inspiration when designing.

I've come to the conclusion that I was definitely born in the wrong era!
I should've been an Edwardian lady who meambled down the lanes capturing Mother Nature's
gems with my camera and notebook.
But hey... I can still be that lady just wearing my jeans and T-shirts!

I daydream all the time whilst on my walks
Something I was always getting in trouble for as a child...
I would make up stories in my head whilst walking of  animals meeting flowers, visiting different scenes.
Often I would write about them and my dream of becoming a writer has never waned... who knows one day...

Every little snippet of gorgeousness seems to capture my soul.



I'm an avid reader of all kinds of books but I especially love
the old ones (of course I hear you all say!)
Lately I have been building up my collection of Flora & Fauna...




So how do I use them when designing?
Well you may well ask the question but sadly I never have the answer 
My work is very organic and just evolves by itself...a little like a sourdough bread.
it has a life of it's own...

I start designing with thread, add in a little slow stitching and gradually add layers of texture and colour over a number of days, sometimes months or even days if I re-visit a design I find stashed away in a safe place every now and then!

Here's some of my work of late...




I never thought I would ever be lucky enough to indulge in a way of life that I hold so dear in  my heart and get paid to do it...

What ever form of crafting you lovelies indulge in, allow it to immerse itself around you like a great big hug.
Crafting is the best type of therapy needed for our minds to keep us on an even keel
in our busy society.

Indulge...
Inhale...
be still...

Enjoy.

Till the next time my lovelies...
Toodle-ooh for now!


Saturday, 2 April 2016

Belated Birthday Wishes Bill!


Hello my lovelies!

Did you know that it would've been William Morris's 132nd Birthday recently?
William was an English textile designer, craftsman, poet, novelist and socialist.


I was lucky enough to visit The William Morris Gallery in Walthamstowe, London a couple of weekends ago....
such a real treat!








I have admired William's work since my school days when I took my 'A Level Needlework' (for those not having a clue what that was, it is the equivalent of today's exams at Sixth Form!)

Most people think of his Orange Blossom designs and not a lot else if I'm honest but he was SO much more!!!!

So why DO I admire him?
Well, he was a quiet rebel of his time, an advocate for preserving traditional textile and needlework skills and a pioneer in the textile industry.

He was also a firm believer in empowering people with knowledge and information.

All of the above reasons totally sum up my philosophy in life I have to say and I know that if I ever I met him we would have been good buddies!

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When he married his wife Jane and moved into their first home, he taught himself embroidery to 
make some linen panels to decorate the walls which I love the idea of.
He wanted to know how a design worked, how the stitches rested on the fabric and how the design worked with the rest of his home.

His love of embroidery and weaving extended into the textile industry and today his designs are considered some of the finest...
For me he had such a wonderful philosophy of life which I love...


I have always been inspired by his designs.
 I especially love the fact that he wasn't bothered his designs were only an interpretation of a plant, flower or tree etc rather than the actual botanical drawing... something very much frowned upon by many of his day.
He had his own style and own thoughts and again I totally agree with that philosophy.
His free flowing form of design provided the foundation for The Arts & Craft Movement.





Have you ever thought about that question, if you held a dinner party and could invite a guest of your choice from present or past... who would you invite?
Well, Bill (I'm sure he wouldn't mind me calling him Bill) would definitely be on my list...

At school I was forever being told I didn't conform to the usual rules of art...
I struggled to sit for hours attempting to sketch an orange or a vase of flowers and yet these days
I don't give it a second thought and quite honestly don't give a noodle if my drawings are not up to The Royal School Of Art Society standard.
I simply sketch what I see in a way I can interpret my view.



At school I thought I was a failure at Art simply because I couldn't get my proportions and perspective 100% right!
Would love to meet that Art teacher today and tell him my thoughts that's for sure!



Art in whatever form is only beautiful in the eye of the beholder.
There are no rules.


For any design student or anyone with a love of design and art I strongly recommend a visit to The William Morris Gallery.
I know you will be inspired...
Even his garden has a little of Bill's inspiration about it as you wander along the paths...


Explore the internationally-renowned collections of the William Morris Gallery and learn more about the life and work of this remarkable individual and his artistic collaborators by simply clicking on the link 



I try to sketch a doodle here and there every day as I go about my daily life...sometimes nothing special and yet sometimes something so very special... simple snippets of everyday life that
we all take for granted in our hurried lives

have you ever doodled?
Why not give it a go...
just remember there are never any rules in life especially when it comes to art.

Happy doodling my lovelies....



Tilly
x x x

Sunday, 13 March 2016

Holding Hands....



Hello my lovelies...

how are we all?

My weekends wouldn't be the same if I didn't say hello...
I do love hearing from you all on here. 
Since I started blogging back in 2007 I have made SO many crafty friends
and I always love hearing your comments...


Us crafty folk are such happy peeps don't you think?
We love sharing our skills, our knowledge and our creative projects.

The blogging community is vast these days; so different from when I began writing my little ramblings all that time ago and yet it is still a happy family unit.



I know many of you enjoy the inspiration I share on here so knew you will also like to know about this fun idea of sharing a little love amongst fellow bloggers....





Each month at Me, You and Magoo there is a link with other bloggers to see their work in progress.
You can read all about the idea HERE

So, having decided to join in with the party I thought I would share some of my slow stitching 
this month...

Away from the cameras. away from the hustle & bustle of teaching or even away from
the nine to five of daily toil I adore being left alone with a basket of threads.


They always soothe my soul...


I get to paint with colour and texture using my doodles as inspiration.


I call it slow stitching simply because that is what is it...
nothing is rushed.
It is simply about being in the moment and enjoying the process of holding the needle and thread between your fingers; watching the stitches perform their dance in front of you and indulge in a little 'me time'.
For centuries women have held a connection with cloth and thread this way and in our modern society of hum drum business we seem to be losing that connection a little.



I am working on a design for a book cover at the moment with this beauty as my starting point...
I want to cover a boring old plain notebook that nestles in my bag everywhere I go to capture a doodle here and there on my travels.


Maybe by next month's link I will have decided how to include it into my design!
Watch this space....

In the meantime do pop over and say hello with my blog link and tell them I said Hi!

Toodle-ooh for now...





Monday, 7 March 2016

Inspired by Grandma's Apron...


Hello my lovelies...
Monday always means a little snippet of Tilly Rose ramblings so 
grab a cuppa, put your feet up for five mins and indulge in a little
nostalgia with me...

Many of us celebrated Mother's Day here in the UK yesterday.
Sadly my Mum, Mum-in-law and two Nans are no longer with us to have a chat and catch up...
I do so miss them dearly.

I do so miss their kind words, their wisdom and everyday gossip

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Yesterday for me was a day full of memories so I thought I would share a little snippet...
One thing that all of those special ladies had in common was that every day of their lives they wore an apron whether they were doing the housework, expecting visitors or even a visit from the Queen!



As many of you know I am busy getting ready for a small exhibition focusing on the connection of women with cloth and thread throughout time here in the Fens and so many times the subject of an apron has appeared in my research...


A few years ago, a lovely American friend of mine sent me this snippet which
totally sums up the use of this item of everyday wear...
Although it obviously refers to an American lifestyle it still
reminds me so much of my Nan...

The History of Grandma's Apron

I don't think our kids know what an apron is.

The principal use of Grandma's apron was to protect the dress underneath because she only had a few and because it was easier to wash aprons than dresses and aprons required less material.
But along with that, it served as a potholder for removing hot pans from the oven.

It was wonderful for drying children's tears, and on occasion was even used for cleaning out dirty ears. 

From the chicken coop, the apron was used for  carrying eggs, fussy chicks, and sometimes  half-hatched eggs to be finished in the warming  oven.

When company came, those aprons were ideal hiding places for shy kids.
And when the weather was cold, Grandma wrapped it around her arms.

Those big old aprons wiped many a perspiring brow, bent over the hot wood stove.
Chips and kindling wood were brought into the kitchen in that apron.
From the garden, it carried all sorts of vegetables.
After the peas had been shelled, it carried out the hulls.

In the Autumn, the apron was used to bring in apples that had fallen from the trees.
When unexpected company drove up the road, it was surprising how much furniture that old apron  could dust in a matter of seconds.

When  dinner was ready, Grandma walked out onto the  porch, waved her apron, and the men folk knew it  was time to come in from the fields to  dinner.

It will be a long time before  someone invents something that will replace that  'old-time apron' that served so many  purposes.

Send  this to those who would know (and love) the  story about Grandma's aprons.

REMEMBER:
Grandma  used to set her hot baked apple pies on the  window sill to cool. Her granddaughters set  theirs on the window sill to  thaw. 

The  Govt. Would go crazy now trying to figure out  how many germs were on that apron.

I  don't think I ever caught anything from an apron  - but love...



I still wear an apron every day.... whatever I may be doing...
How about you lovelies?



Am I the only one?
Do tell...

Toodle-ooh for now....






Sunday, 28 February 2016

Happiness at the bottom of the garden....


Hello my lovelies...

Only one day left of February 2016
Am I happy or sad???



Well I have to say that February always brings hers challenges...cold, greyness, gloom, frost
and more cold...


For this ol Fen bird living with Fibromyalgia, Rheumatoid Arthritis and 
Raynaud's my poor little stitchy fingers really do suffer dreadfully....

BUT

February also brings hope... hope that warmer days are on their way soon...

My flowers are ready to start doodling all over my garden again and bring
the outside alive with the promise that lighter days are definitely on the agenda!
Soon the country patchwork will bloom also....


Every where there is new life beginning to set down roots...even if it is in the wrong place...
This is my little basket of what was a gorgeous array of pansies but the foxgloves have decided they are moving in!


I'm a firm believer in letting Mother Nature decide most of my garden design.
She knows what works best with the soil, looks best in the right place with the right neighbours.
if you put your trust in her she will happily guide you....

I'm always amused at how much we all spend in Garden Centres trying to paint our own pictures
Man has always decided he knows best and often spends a whole lifetime arguing with her, trying to stamp his own designs on a landscape and yet Mother Nature will  always win the argument; however long it takes!

So to celebrate the dawning of Springtime I have spent this afternoon 
baking special treats for my visitors...
Hope they like this year's recipe!



I was lucky enough to spend some time capturing some fab little gems with my camera before the weather turned chilly.
I love the reflections hiding in my glass baubles hanging on my cherry tree...


So after a fab afternoon I've refreshed my Fen roots with a little weeding therapy
and oh boy has it made such a difference being able to work outside finally.
Am I the only one who finds happiness at the bottom of my garden with a bucket
of  weedy stems?


Just need to chat with the fairies before I go and warm my toes by the fire...



Toodle-ooh for now!