Another Parade of Colors

Opalescent Winter's Dusk

This is another color that each piece comes out different in the variation of the moldeling of the color.  I love this color on Opalescent-it just screams Winter Frost.

My Ink Pen Leaked

Again-another organic color.  I start off with a dyed base and then spot dye other colors on top of the base.  This one is fun-because it can go lighter and darker and it always surprises how the spot dyes mix and shade the linen.

Bruin Lapin

Love this color-there is a hint of purplish brown and when it is a good dye day there is ever such a slight moldeling of the color.

Opalescent Miguel's Navy

Miguel's Navy alone is a wonderful color-but to dye it on Opalescent, what can I say but WOW.  It really makes the color pop.  You can use this for any season.  This color is also named for my son, Miguel-Which is Michael in spanish.  Yep-campy I know.  But what can you say.

Cosmic Platinum

Again another non repeatable organic color.  The dye is a three step process with chemical reaction to the fabric depending on how the chemicals settle on the fabric.  Each piece is a wonder by itself.  I almost want to frame each one of them.  It can be big and bold or it an come out scattered and smaller with its burst of color and shading.

Ida Neel's Cherries

This picture is the color on Aida.  It is richer on linen.  The color name comes from the summers I spent on my Great Aunt Ida's farm picking cherries off her trees.  My Great Aunt lived in the Appalachian Mountains on a farm that you had to cross over a creek by a wooden bridge.  Then you had to open a gate to the walkway and go about 1 to 2 miles up the side of a mountain on foot to get to her farm house.  You always had to look out for cow pies (cow poo) as the cows would wander down the trail to drink from the creek and well-nature happens.  I remember our fingers and clothing always got stained when we would pick the fruits from the trees.  She was an amazing woman.  She ran the farm by herself and if she did not grow it and harvest it or grow it and have it slaughtered she did not have it.  My Grand Mother and Grand Father would visit her once a month and bring in basic supplies and farm essentials.  It was always magical to spend a few days with her and run the farm.

Well this has been a short parade of colors-I hope you enjoy the descriptions and stories about each one of them.

Have a wonderful day.  Ebeth