There was an old woman with eyes on her knees . . .

I finished this picture last weekend on the train to Yorkshire. It is very appropriate today, my eyes are sore after hours of searching through old photographs, due to someone attempting to steal copyright on one of my personal photos. 
I hope that you all have a happy and restful weekend and thank you all for your support and encouragement.

Running Away to Yorkshire

I am running, running, running, today work and then jumping on a train with my daughter to see friends for a wild 36 hour trip. 
I leave you with my 'Poor itchy man fae Dundee'  who was finished last week. At the moment I am really enjoying doing these stitched nonsense rhymes and so this is what I am concentrating on. As I will be taking my sketch book away with me, there may well be some Yorkshire themed ones soon.
I hope you all have a great weekend where ever you are.

There was an old lady . . .

There was an old lady who never said a word,
You could see her daily, walking a giant ladybird.
One day off it flew . . . 
The old lady flew too . . .
The ladybird flying with her old bird
The screams and wails were the loudest ever heard. 
Hazel Terry

There was an old lady

I am still working on sketches, limericks and nonsense rhymes about Scottish place names. Though these seem to be moving more in the direction of people and strange pets. 
This old lady, as you can see is walking a giant ladybird I have just started rendering it in textiles. 

It is a busy, busy week work has lots of deadlines including the submission of my students Higher Art portfolios. A busy week socially as well, last night for he first time, since I graduated I attended the ECA fashion show which was fantastic, I will be writing about it on my Thread, Fashion and Costume blog.

There was an old fisherman of Pittenweem

This piece I started at the end of last summer, it took ages to complete simply because it was left when I returned to work, after the summer holidays. 
The lace of the beard was dyed with turmeric, the worms were off cuts from a students work. It is inspired by a the strange concept of keeping bait worms warm. I am sure I remember that the fishermen kept them in their mouths to keep them warm and lively, a horrible idea/ memory that I have from when I was young.

A young lady of Lochgelly

At last the Young Lady of Lochgelly has had her final stitches applied and is finished, she is one of three textile pieces that have been waiting far to long to be completed. Hopefully I can keep up the momentum and get them all finished soon, so that I can start some more.