Fast forward to centuries later: now I can understand the miracle of oranges because I have been picking them for the last month or so in my orchard.
Lush, sweet, juicy fruit that starts green and slowly turns to a deep red-orange as the
temperatures go down. A cheerful color against green leaves in the middle of the gray of winter. A feast for the eyes, not to mention the healthy aspect of all that natural vitamin C.
Right in season, a bowl of oranges served as a subject for the Sketch Club last week. A blind sketch first.
Then a "half" blind sketch (one eye peeking) with colored pencils added.
The lovely colors tempted me to turn to my textile sketchbook. I took out my handy glue stick and attached
a floral cotton print from a flea market blouse to a notebook page, then sewed it down.
I cut directly into the fabrics (very liberating, I felt like a kindergartner) and laid down the shapes, which I glued and stitched by machine.
I added the text, "Holiday Colors in my Garden,"
and some machine embroidery, scribbling with the machine.