I treasure the old and worn and refashion them into little textile collages in my attic studio in a converted manse in Northumberland, England. Everything I make is individual and unique. This little wren is hand appliquéd and embroidered on to a support of an old patchwork quilt fragment. A second piece of very worn out quilt, mid Victorian, has been attached to the bottom half because of its interesting texture and print. The collage is then sewn on to a piece of mount board to make it…
You can make life much easier for blackbirds by mulching your flower beds with leaf-litter, keeping your lawn mown, planting fruiting shrubs and trees (especially dense, thorny ones) and planting climbers against walls #homesfornature
Forough Farrokhzad’s iconic, widely quoted poem (Rebirth, 1962) . . The Bird May Die I feel sad, I feel blue. I go outside and rub my cold fingers- on the sleek shell of the silent night. I see that all lights of contact are dark, All routes to relate us- are blocked. Nobody will introduce me to the sun, Nobody will take me- to the gathering of doves. Keep the flight in mind! The bird may die. . . (my translation, September 2006, Montreal) . by: Persian Poetry in English
Beautiful composition by Jackie Felix of Erie, Pennsylvania. She writes: “‘Wren Ever’ is one of my latest designs; as a bird watcher I am aware it’s not technically correct, but I was so inspired by a little wren who insisted on using a flower pot as a nest last spring I decided to try and capture not only the experience of her determination, but also the anticipation of the arrival.