red

The colour of life and death. A colour worn for protection, especially when travelling. Cone dying yarn. A whole cone of yarn is submerged in a dye bath of red, so that the outer layers are dyed darker and where the dye cannot penetrate the inner layers get paler and paler until there is hardly any colour left. I weave with the yarn and as the shuttle travels back and forth forming the cloth the colour gradually leaches out.

exhibition

I have been incorporating fragments of inherited fabrics into my woven pieces for A Snatched Last Kiss.  Most especially tatting made by my Great Grandmother Georgina Desnaux. A connecting thread to my female ancestors. The exhibition starts on April 25th when there will be a private view from 6pm – 9pm It will running for just a week until the 1st May, open Tuesday – Friday 10.30 – 6pm and Saturday and Sunday 11am – 5pm Showcase Gallery, Craft Central, 33-35 St John’s Square, London EC1M 4DS

a snatched last kiss

Am getting my work ready for this…   A Snatched Last Kiss 25th April – 1st May Showcase Gallery Craft Central 33-35 St John’s Square London EC1M 4DS Opening times: Monday 25th April Private View 6pm – 9pm Tuesday – Friday 10.13 – 6pm Saturday and Sunday 11am – 5pm I am showing a collection of woven pieces made in response to the letters of my Great Great grandfather Frederick Desnaux, a merchant trader, written to his wife Helen in 1869 as he sailed from Liverpool to West Africa. While travelling he wrote fond and hopeful letters made all the more poignant…

loom weight

My 3,000 year old Ancient Greek loom weight ( a Christmas present!) now hangs in my studio next to a strip of fabric woven with cone dyed paper yarn. The whole cone is placed in a dye bath with the intention that as the yarn is woven the colour gradually leaches out. This incremental progression makes a kind of journey as the yarn travels from one end of a piece of cloth to the other.

lost and found

I will have some weavings in an exhibition opening in Bath on the 10th November (private view on the 9th) for which I have been making weavings with old maps, books and scraps of antique fabric. The map piece is part of my ongoing project inspired by the letters of my great great grandfather Frederick Desnaux, ‘I looked to the future’ is woven in 7 panels and interlaces 19th century maps of Liverpool and the coast of West Africa.

Back to work

After a long summer holiday and break from writing my blog I am back at my (new) studio continuing with making some woven pieces telling the story of my great great grandparents. I am making a wall hanging in 8 panels (in the kente cloth tradition) weaving in 1860’s maps of West Africa and the port of Liverpool where Frederick sailed from on his final journey. The panels will be stitched together to create a kind of patchwork effect and then embroidered. When this is done I intend to try and find a way of incorporating the collection of Victorian ribbons and lace…

following a thread

Dying yarns for my project tracing the last journey of my great great grandfather Frederick Desnaux. In the 1860’s one of the main commodities traded in the West African coast was palm oil, the European traders were nicknamed palm oil ruffians, it was, I think quite a tough business and of course in the end poor old Freddy didn’t survive it. From his letters he doesn’t sound like a ruffian, in Madeira he collects flowers to press to send back to Nelly and he is delighted when he buys a hat in Accra with a circumference of 2 yards – ‘perfect for…