Turn Fabric Scraps into Art

If I were a betting woman, I'd wager that anyone who creates anything with fabric has a scrap bag filled with remnants of fabrics that are just too great to toss.  This construction consists of some of those prized fabric pieces in my ever growing stash of scraps.

It started with a few pieces serendipitously appearing next to each other on my worktable--a scrap of drop cloth canvas, a few mottled fabrics.  Also on the table was a collection jar of buttons.  All these items were singing to me.  Even though I was knee deep into another project, I was drawn to "play" with them just for the pure fun of it.

This remains a thought in progress.  I've thought of using it as a starting point for a larger work but am now considering surrounding it with a black border and then mounting it on a colored fabric background, making a frame and then stretching it like an artist canvas around the frame.

Here is one idea that is percolating in the mysterious recesses of my mind.

Meanwhile, I need to get back to working on a piece that has a deadline which will come all too soon if I continue to play with this piece.

One last word...Don't forget to check out the Quilting Daily blog next Friday, July 18, 2014 to start the blog hop with artists from Quilting Arts TV, Series 1400. 

Always remember, never fear to experiment.  

Sometimes wonderful things happen.

 © Linda Friedman 2014.  All rights reserved.

Smile: A Random Act of Joy

Every time I visit Mia Bloom's Blog "Graffiti Inspirations", ,http://graffitiinspirations.blogspot.com/, I can't help but smile and have a nice, warm, good feeling come over me.  She is painting inspirational words on canvas board and leaving these around town.  Whoever finds them, is fortunate, indeed.  As a result of the impact that her work has had on me, I figure that if more folks smiled when going about their daily lives, that kind of good feeling might be contagious.

Some scraps of card stock lay in my work table and beckoned to be used rather than tossed into the trash.  Unlike Mia's works, these are not art.  They are merely little words that may elicit a smile from those who find them tucked on shelves, on tables, on park benches or at bus stops across the city.