Friday, July 11, 2014

Violette, fiber art bird


Violette is the french version of the latin name Violet, meaning the flower and color. Violet is the color of amethystlavender and beauty-berriesIt is one of the oldest colors used by man, dating back thousands of years. It has been found in prehistoric cave art in France.
It has been used through the centuries and had many special meanings and symbolisms attached to its use.

Personally, I love all the shades of violet and purple, so naturally I had to make a bird in these shades:

Monday, July 7, 2014

Marinel, fiber art bird

The origin of the name Marinel is latin, and the meaning is "Of the sea".
Every time I finish a new soft sculpture bird there is the final task of naming it.
Usually I look for a name associated with the colors of the bird.

In this case, it reminded me of the colors of a deep sea.

Thursday, July 3, 2014

Morning light in the Appalachian Mountains

Two weeks ago we traveled to North Georgia to spend a week at our friend's estate, Bear Paw.
From the moment we drove through the entry of the property we fell in love with it.
The views from their storybook lodge were just magnificent.

We would wake up early in the morning while it was still dark and ventured outdoors. Waiting for the daylight to emerge through the valley mist was the most beautiful part of the day. Our souls felt an absolute peacefulness in the stillness of the eternal moment. The only sound surrounding us was of birds singing in harmony and pure happiness. 

We took long morning walks when sunbeams started dancing gracefully with tall elegant trees. Nature awakened by their gentle touch. Mystical forest life unfolding. 

We ventured to the beginning of the Appalachian trail, wondering how many feet walked the same trail before us. Feeling the same delight, the same infatuation with nature in all its wonder.

Streams performing their perfectly conducted symphonies. Moss covering softly rounded rocks emerging from the water.

Returning from the trail we found ourselves in a meadow greeted by Queen Ann's Lace's blooming flowers. The meadow looked like it was sprinkled with hundreds of lacy doilies waiting for butterflies and Ladybugs to visit.