I LOVE IT.
You have to understand, there were so many mediums that were not love… painting, clay sculpture, photography, illustration, pen & ink, etc. But then, there are moments we remember in life that are pivotal. One of mine is the moment I sewed two pieces of felt together and made something structural. I just knew.
IT LIMITS ME.
The limitations of having only 150 colors of felt and thread to work with forces me to be creative and push those very limits. I live for that. Tell me it can’t be done or shouldn’t be done, and I will prove you wrong. I’ve only just started to scratch the surface of what I want to achieve with such an unassuming material.
Let’s get this straight, this isn’t your kindergartner’s felt. This isn’t the plastic crap they sell at craft stores. This is a high quality wool/rayon blended material I purchase from the US, Canada and Japan. I love the vibrant, yet soft color of felt. It’s flexibility and ability to be manipulated.
The 5-year-old in me remembers the texture of the crayon paper in my hand and the feel of it running across construction paper. And when asked, I swiftly answered that I wanted to be an artist when I grew up. Today, when someone asks me what I do, I get to proudly say, I'm an artist.
So, why not felt? It speaks to me, and I will one day fully speak through it.
I'M AN ARTIST.