sketches litter my design desk. piles and puddles of fragments and old garments fill any available space. the elephants are preparing for a parade. ..
i decided to start with a few smaller cloths. book cloths, to be exact. try out a few ideas. play with some embroidery and embellishment. maybe move on to a pillow or two. before attacking some of the larger ideas that have been whispering in the back of my mind.
first up is the rudimentary fragments of my first little elephant book cloth:
i thought a book cloth would be a worthy genesis for the venerable elephant, given that his memory is reknowned. who better to remember where one left off reading?
the colors here are a bit off, i'm quite certain (at least, they are on my monitor). the elephant himself is free cut from an old grey cotton luncheon napkin. his head is cut separate from his body to allow overlapping for dimension and depth. his tusks are free cut from an old off-white cotton dinner napkin. his skull cap (which may be changed) is from the pocket flap of an old shirt. his saddle blanket is from the end of a handwoven belt off of a vintage handwoven skirt. his eye was cut from the same belt and is the center of a woven design. his wine-colored background is torn from another vintage cotton dinner napkin. the striped plum shirt will be the next layer. it is full of texture and detail that is lost in this photo, and is butter soft! the cream dotted flower linen fabric behind that will be the backing cloth and is from a vintage summer jacket.
this little elephant is as yet unpainted. i'm thinking most of his "painting" will be done in thread with embroidery. tons of tiny lazy daisies and stars and swirls are at the forefront of my thoughts. filling my mind with their fervent whispers. perhaps some thin tassels or twists in the four corners...much like a magic carpet.
i'll be working a triple at the cottages over the next couple of days, so won't have a lot of time to play in my studio...but may have to tuck this little guy into my pocket and see what kind of mischief we can get into in our down time...