Lunar Moth


You may have noticed by now, I have something of a predilection for moths.  As The Constellation Quilt is all about stars and the night sky, I couldn't help but stitch up a lunar moth as one of the quilt patches. And as Polly Kettle, the quilt's subject, is something of a femme fatale, I stitched a female lunar moth (the female of the species's colouring is more in line with the toning of the quilt, too!)

I don't know if anyone else has this experience, but this embroidery was one of those ones for me where I've been working on it so long I can't tell if it's any good or not anymore, and truth be told I think I'd still like to have a little play at perfecting it, and adding more realistic and subtle shading. Whether I actually will is another matter; I've got too many new ideas to plough on with, including more floral-themed blackwork and a project about gold reward stars...

Mothmetamorphosis


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As well as being a fairytale, What To Look For In Winter is taking on a fantastical element, with coats and people metamorphosing into moths…
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He pulled his coat
over me
his moth’s wings
And I was mothballed
moth-eaten
I blended into the
curtain
just like a moth.
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I like moths. They’re badass, melancholy winter butterflies, bewitched by the moon (so the Stitch Witch in me approves!)
I embroidered a moth for my series The Onion Cutters’ Club:
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Doubtless I’ll be using the lepidopterans as a motif in the future.
The text of this latest page of What To Look For In Winter is inspired in part by a grainy webcam self portrait I took in which I am blending into the curtain “just like a moth“.
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The Onion Cutters' Club

As promised, here are the first two pieces from my new project, The Onion Cutters' Club. As you may guess, this project is all about weeping; sad (or funny) stories of crying. The title is a reference to The Onion Cellar, a chapter from The Tin Drum by Günter Grass (a play based on the chapter, also named The Onion Cellar, was written by Amanda Palmer of The Dresden Dolls.)

The first embroidery is a title piece for this project; an illustration of a pair of bloodshot eyes crying over an onion accompanied by the project's title.








The first (true) story I have illustrated is a very sad, yet also rather humorous one.







The text reads "I was wandering, distraught, melancholy and alone, through the city at night. A HUGE moth ambled across the street... when a bus flattened it. I burst into tears."