elting may have satisfied those crafty cravings however I still wasn't convinced. Unsure where my loyalties lay (art or craft?) I went on to study 'Contemporary
Applied Arts' at Cumbria Institute of Arts. Surrounded by a multitude of new, very exciting crafts - ceramics, weaving, embroidery, rugmaking, (feltmaking!) - I was in 'craft heaven'!
n 2006, two months after my graduation, I underwent quite a serious operation. The stuffing knocked out of me, I had the concentration span of a two year old and, with no time for felting, dusted off my sketchpad instead. My scribblings produced a series of childlike illustrations. Behold the healing properties of art therapy!
hen I joined 'The Cygnet'gallery, in Shaftesbury, my love of feltmaking was rekindled. Having not yet discovered felting needles, my felt was somewhat erratic
in style - a mixture of collage, patchwork and mosaic. When I did, it was like
finding the missing piece of a jigsaw, everything clicked into place, all of my
experiences - art, felt, therapy - fitted together. Finally, I could draw and paint
with fibre (hurrah - art and craft united!) And the 'felt artist' in me was born!
explore the world through my senses - the colour, the shape, the texture, even the smell of an object intrigues me. It is the sense of touch which most appeals; seeing something isn't enough for me, I have to walk over and touch it!
Art classes at school were very much drawing and painting based. I enjoyed mixing pastels and paints but being a "making something from nothing" craft enthusiast, I didn't feel satisfied...something was missing. Funnily enough, it was my 'Art Foundation' course which introduced me to felt making!