Mother Has a Wild Heart

I started out to make an apron. This project started with scraps. I can't let go of small triangles, rectangles, strips, squares, pentagons, and all other polygons that fall away when scissors or rotary blades cut intentions from fabric.  These "scraps" are unintentional bits of intrigue, provoking my imagination with their potential for quirky combinations.

The front of the apron is a domesticated patchwork of these scraps, organized in regions of colorful contrasts.  Some blocks of color are remnants from other projects, just like the olden days when no waste was allowed in any room of the house.

When it came time to select the reverse side of the apron, I rummaged through my stash and the "sticky" piece of fabric that emerged was images of wild animals.  Of course!  The woman wearing this apron is domesticated and frugal on one side, but underneath, in hidden places, in her heart, she is wild!  She is the wolf, the bear, the dolphin, and the owl.

Here are a few preliminary images of "Mother Has a Wild Heart."  She begs to be photographed out of doors, and when my own eagle heart/lion heart is in ascendancy, I will take her out and let her spirit dance in the world of elephant-legged trees and ocean-wild stones.

P.S.  While writing and posting this, I imagined another apron, this time, "Mother Has a Wild Tongue"!  Stay tuned!