This wall hanger has been created with left overs from my recent works. It’s rather tiny – just 23 x 40 cm.
With this post I’m saying good bye to all visiting this place and wishing you all the best. I hope to see you all next year too!
Category Archives: ArtQuilt
Elves
I have sewed two wall hangings with elves, They’re very similar with the exception of their sizes and colours. The smaller one (38 cm x 47 cm) is additionally guarded by yet another elf.
Winter night
When I was a child, long winter nights with light reflexing on the snow where pretty much every day’s experience.
A downhill sled ride from a little hill nearby, until we couldn’t breath and our fingers were numb. Straight into the fairy tale forest. The icerink just next to our house, made by my mum, full of neighbors’ kids. And home returns, warming frozen feet on a radiator and frozen palms with a cup of tee… All the charm of snowed and frozen winter.
Navy blue trees
This picture, in its particular form, has been created by “accident”. Initially the background has been created for the previous Folk style trees, but it din’t suit me for the purpose, so I created a new and lighter one.
Summertime
As I already mentioned once, after the autumn trees and spring trees I was going to make some more for the other seasons too.
Lark
This picture was started in the middle of May, Soon after we walked along a fenced meadow. It’s been fenced because a lark was dwelling it and built a nest over there.
Sunflowers
When somebody mentions the sunflowers my automatic reminiscence is about the famous painter, but also about summer, holidays, and the Sun. Probably I’m not the only one in this experience. I love these flowers in all its breeds. Now I have my own, painted with a needle and a thread.
Golden meadow
We’ve been to the Biebrza river many years ago. In the Summer we traveled this land on our bikes, looking for moose. In the Spring we tried to observe nesting birds. You can’t forget the Biebrza National Park because it’s one of the most beautiful areas in Poland. My heart was breaking down into pieces when I was reading about fires devastating wonderful meadows, about dramas of animals dwelling on them. My only hope was, that te Nature would take over as many times before and the life returned to this land once more.
Pots
This was a long-standing idea, but just recently I’ve gathered all the fabric I needed to realize it.
The simple shapes and warm colours came from the South of Europe – frequent destinations of our summer holidays.
The pots of Alghero put on walls of old town narrow streets sharing their merciful shadow from the powerful Sun. These are the memories of journeys – the only ones I can take these days.
Hare of the Green Hearts
It’s harder to stay focused and follow the joy of artistic creation. It’s a hard time for all of us.
I think, that my hare needs a second heart because the first one freezes being scared, as it happens not only to hares.