The Prairie Crocus is the first plant to bloom in spring. Its light and delicate dispostition is a striking contrast to the rugged and harsh conditions in which they exist. I think of Prairie Crocus as the "ears of the earth" - at first thaw and with hearty determination they break free from winter's grasp. They turn in the warm westerly winds and listen for summer's return. Photo inspiration with permission by Neil Zeller.
Techniques: Raw edge appliqué, free motion quilting over acrylic paint and Inktense pencil painted on linen with cotton silk and cotton fabrics.