September 15 marks the middle of the month that (cough cough wipes sweat) ushers in the brisk autumn air.
It is for that reason this day is chosen as Felt Hat Day.
Felt was once a very popular material for both men and women's hats, and the cooler weather made them the perfect fashion accessory.
I adore felt hats, and even in Florida I wear mine every chance I get.
There's something magical about wool felt.
I don't know why or quite how to describe it.
It's warm and soothing. The wool is pliable, strong and forgiving. I prefer my felted hats big and a tad floppy, but I suppose for me, the magic of felt hats can be summed up
Fleur Delacour et les élèves de Beauxbâtons.
(And ummm, can you guess how insane I am right now over the mere possibility of visiting l'Auberge Nicolas Flamel in a few weeks? It's getting ridiculous.)
Back to felt...
Since I can't quite put the magic into words, I painted it as part of my ongoing figurative series.
I sent an image of my work-in-progress and left the words to Quirine Dongelmans.
She came up with a lovely narrative that I think you'll really enjoy.
The perspective is particularly magical...