It felt so right

red vessel and resist

monster eyes

Fuzzarelly Fibers, resurrected

Since I have this blog, I may as well try to use it again. Facebook lured me away for way too long, with its ease and near instant gratification. But something is missing from that experience. It's as though Facebook is the Condensed Readers' Digest version of everything I want to say and show. 

Last summer, I bought a kit to make felted flowers and I didn't touch it until Christmas. I look back now at those sad little flowers that I was so proud of and wince a little. As I know I will do with these little things in a few months. (But maybe not.)

Felting is not something I thought I would ever care for, in spite of a great lecture given by Martien van ZuilenFelt MakerTeacherWriter - Home at the Columbia Weavers' and Spinners' Guild in 2014. Her main topic was Mongolian yurts. I remember I thought, Well. That's interesting, but I am just not into felt.