The words "Plein Air" are usually accompanied by the word "Painting", but who follows tradition. Last summer, I embarked on an artistic adventure at McKendree University to create Plein Air Embroidery. Embroidery can be called painting with thread, after all. My professor, Amy MacLennan, invited me knowing I don't paint; I didn't disappoint in bringing the fiber or the crazy.
We are going again this year but we are going to be a little crunched for time. I get one whole day of embroidering/painting in the ridiculous Illinois heat while the mister and kiddo go sight seeing in St. Louis. I've decided to approach this a little differently this year and just do straight stitching and I might even try to do a little watercolor.
So what does a fiber artist bring for plein air embroidery?
- Table cloth or plastic sheet - you've got to sit on something. I'd really love a collapsible stool but I don't have the room in the car this year.
- Water bottle - It's gonna be the surface of the sun out there. Stay Hydrated!
- Floppy hat
- Good pair of thread scissors - I have mine on a string around my neck.
- Hoop - Stretches and frames the work instantly.
- All the threads - You never know what color you will need
- Small fabric selection
- Palette - Because I might actually watercolor
- Small selection of brushes
- Water Container!
- Paper - To stretch or not to stretch?
- Pastels - Because... why not?
- Travel case
I'm pretty excited. Maybe I'll go down town and and sit in a shady spot and work on some perspective. There's all kinds of crazy things I could try: incorporating found textiles or thread into my embroidery, stitching into the watercolors. The ideas are flying!
Work continues on the mural. It's beginning to look a little bit more polished with those brush strokes disappearing. My theory is to start in the upper left corner and work my way down and to the right. No palms smearing paint.
Farm Report: Yet another batch of dill pickles canned and we have decided to experiment with left over brine and make refrigerator pickles. We'll see how they taste in four days. I'm really looking forward to the baby eggplant.