Jillian Somerville
- Mixed Media
- Textiles
My art is a sensory dialogue between forest, shoreline, and garden. I weave ancient felt-making with botanical eco printing, reflecting shifting seasons, unfolding stories, and quiet, magical journeys.
Opening Hours
- Sat 13 Sept10am - 4pm
- Sun 14 Sept10am - 4pm
- Mon 15 Sept10am - 4pm
- Tue 16 Sept10am - 4pm
- Wed 17 Sept10am - 4pm
- Thu 18 SeptClosed
- Fri 19 Sept10am - 4pm
- Sat 20 Sept10am - 4pm
- Sun 21 Sept10am - 4pm
- Mon 22 SeptBy appointment
- Tue 23 Sept10am - 4pm
- Wed 24 Sept10am - 4pm
- Thu 25 SeptClosed
- Fri 26 Sept10am - 4pm
- Sat 27 Sept10am - 4pm
- Sun 28 Sept10am - 4pm
- Parking suitable for cars
- Universal access
- Family friendly (suitable for children)
- Refreshments available
My creative practice is a tactile meditation on the intersection of the physical and spiritual, deeply rooted in the wisdom of the 13th century mystic Rumi: “The leaf of every tree brings a message from the unseen world.” Through the ancient alchemy of making felt, stitching and botanical contact eco printing, I translate these silent messages into soulful textiles, works on paper, wearable art and pieces for the home that serve as a bridge between the wild earth and the human spirit.
Central to my work is a commitment to mindfulness and a gentle footprint. My process begins in my garden, the surrounding forests and along the Indian Ocean shoreline on Wadandi Boodja. My work becomes a metaphor for the falling leaf and the hidden potential of the seed — the fall not as an end, but a beginning, a quiet transformation.
Using contact printing, I capture the ghost of the leaf, its tannins and pigments permanently etched into cloth and paper, reflecting Rumi’s teaching of detachment and the necessity of letting the dead leaves drop to reveal the essence beneath. When I bind leaves, bark, flowers and seaweed onto cloth or paper and subject them to heat and pressure, I enter a ritual of surrender.
I do not dictate the final image; rather, I facilitate a conversation between plant and fibre, allowing the unseen world to leave its mark in hues of ochre, charcoal, rust and soft autumn tones. The foundation of my work lies in the transformative power of felting. Combining wool, water and friction, I mirror the spiritual friction Rumi described as necessary for growth and inner change.
Just as the soul is refined through the fire of experience, loose fibres are agitated and compressed until they become a unified, resilient whole. This rhythmic, physical process creates a handmade felt that is both protective and porous, embodying the guesthouse of the human soul — strong enough to weather the world, yet soft enough to remain open to it.
I layer these surfaces with intricate needlework; every stitch a quiet prayer, a slow and deliberate tethering of the physical to the ethereal.
Ultimately, my goal is to create objects that breathe. I want the viewer to feel the pulse of the forest in the grain of a felted texture, the fluid energy of the ocean, and to recognise the divine signature within the print of a single leaf. In a world of mass-produced noise, my work offers a return to the slow, the sacred and the handmade — a reminder that even a falling leaf is a blessing.
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