Textile Flora growing from spoken words; tall Alliums from formal polite gardens and wild distorted bulbs from secretive, dark, untidy corners.
The Wild Wood and the rooky wood move darkly to surround a small, lost tale.
For this series, I have combined paper with my usual material of repurposed threads and fabric, adding a different texture and sharper edges to the textile forms.
Part of Telling Tales exhibition at The Byre Gallery, Millbrook, Cornwall from 14th August to 21st September 2014.
Light thickens; and the crow
Makes wing to the rooky wood:
Good things of day begin to droop and drowse;
While night’s black agents to their preys do rouse.
Macbeth Act 3 scene 2