K. asked if I get tired of making these little trees. Nope. Each one is a surprise with its own tiny story, and I love choosing names for them. When one is finished, I hold it and wait for a word to come to mind- night, wind, song, light, whisper, etc., and then look up names with that meaning to choose from. So many wonderful names out there...
Also, each one reminds me of my wonderful middle school art teacher, Mrs. Trytko, who taught us to draw trees this way. Tall, wearing caftans and huge framed glasses, she swirled through the room giving praise and constructive critiques. She offered complicated lessons and projects, treating us with generosity and respect, making us feel like real Artists. How lucky we were.
Speaking of lucky... Juliann's name was drawn for the copy of Stitch*illo! Thanks everyone for sharing your lovely stitching words and thoughts.💙 (Juliann, I've sent you an email.)
