Wednesday, August 29, 2012

A, B, and C . . .

  One day these letters will be a part of my Alphabet Book.
Each one is 5" x 7" and painted with watercolors.
-Bree

Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Reading Tree

Reading Tree watercolor and graphite
Please click on images for a larger view

With warm woolen stockings
and no one knocking . . .
Curled up to read
what more do you need?
-Bree

Monday, May 7, 2012

The Time of Trilliums

The Time of Trilliums has come and nearly gone, with the last few blooms shining deep in the shadows of the forest.
Soon the only ones that will remain are the two I have embroidered in glass beads. The beads are sewn onto a dark wool fabric I dyed in a tea and vinegar solution.

-Bree

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Flowers for Spring and An Alphabet Ring

Trillium
The age-old cycle of Spring has come and the world feels new again.
Our Pear Tree
Flowering Quince (a local favorite of hummingbirds)

How fitting it is, then, that I find myself practicing an art form that is new to me, yet very old. Sewing tiny glass beads onto leather or wool in my own designs.
A brief historical note: the glass beads are considered modern, but the art itself is ancient. Before they had glass beads, the people of North America used dyed porcupine quills and sometimes shells sewn onto leather. So far I have made a small bag, flowers, feathers, and medallions.

Today I can begin to share a project I have been working on for some time . . . an alphabet book!

Each watercolor is 5" x 7"
This seemed a natural progression after making my own font several years ago. There is still much to be done, but I can promise there will be Imps and Ogres, Rhymes and Stories, Adventure and Fun, and a Surprise or Two!
-Bree

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Coming Home . . .

black walnut ink/watercolor about 4" x 4.5" (please click images to enlarge)


Just a walk up the hill - and you're in from the chill - whether you're big or small - you're welcome, one and all.


A note regarding the black walnut ink: On a morning in November a friend and I gathered black walnuts that had fallen from their mother tree. We boiled them all day on a wood stove, strained them, and poured the remaining liquid into small glass jars. It produced the most beautiful warm brown color with just a hint of green. Coming Home was painted with this ink, and only the faint blue sky and yellow house have been done in watercolor. This photo was taken just as we set the black walnuts on to boil (they are still in their husks, so they look like apples here).

-Bree