Needleturning at Sunrise
I wonder if I am right about what I think needleturned applique actually is? I was grubbing about in Gabrielle's website looking for clues and decided I didn't want to find out that what I have been doing with needle and thread all these years is somehow wrong. My little Moleskine notebook has been flopping about in my bag all naked and unprotected since the last cover I made for it was destroyed by a leaking marker so I decided to make a new little appliqued slipcase for it. Getting up at 5:30 am on a Saturday to have coffee with my husband before he goes off to work has an upside beyond remembering why we like each other; I can't go back to sleep, so I pulled my traveling sewing bag into the bed - it was all packed for the trip stuffed to the gills with scraps smaller that your palm, needles, threads, scissors and glue (what more could I need but a bigger bag) and proceeded to ferret out just the right tones for the morning. Pieces fell into place pretty quickly. Some of the fabrics did not take kindly to the prod of the needle, others obeyed and now I have decided that this piece may be too delicate to handle the interior jungle of THE BAG and so it leaps from functional to Art just as yesterday's bad art went straight to glorious Function.