Moonlight Loves the Trees

 "Already with thee! tender is the night,

    And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne"

 Trees on a winters night have a special relationship with the land, 

in certain lights the reaching branches might be the only thing you pick out against the medley of black shadows.

The Moon sits among the branches, guarded, dappling her kingdom with their ration of light.

  Smocking

 

The texture of unpolished jet inspired

the form of the tree trunk and the silk mimicks

the stones reflective quality. Jet was formed 

from compressed tree debris during the jurassic period.

QUOTE: Ode to a Nightingale by Keats 

TOP: Hand smocked black silk

with branches extending into black and gray

cotton and sparkling beads.

Knitted wire curves into a thick root

and flakes of silver accentuates the moon

 PROCESS IMAGES: The build up of hand smocking

creating an irregular rhythm of

pits and peaks above the silk ground.
 SKETCHBOOK: Development, design and
material experimentation.
LEFT: Raw whitby jet