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I was thinking about music but I was too lazy. Next time.
fringe like the wind
I guess fringe is a framing component
Fringe might take many forms. So some fringe storming is going on here. I was thinking how things need to change to contain newness. Here, I just kept going. Closed one side with a hug. In this case a self hug. And removed all the threads on one side letting it remain open. To the wind it seems. A frame can bring focus. I like the ones that leave a path. A edge can be like a fence. A square is confining.
It's comforting that the fringe here is a natural extension of the cloth itself.
That it wasn't added but simply set free.
I have so many thoughts. I'll need a fringe diary.
Today
I wonder what I look like from there.
Love that last pic – looks like here…we share the same sky 🙂
We do!
Love the fringe, movement of wind…breezy here too!
(& so hilarious: the music vid that showed up at the end: Duran Duran “Come Undone” hahahaha)
Bird’s eye view~~
Oh to fly!
(I only keep track of 3 days each week; Sat/Sun (the man is home, we work on projects together 😀 ) & Weds—trash day–Ha!)
Have a marvelous whatever day! xoxox
the Man here keeps track of stuff, because his memory is so awful he has reminders and alarms for everything.
the warp ‘n weft of this one, softly reaching out in all directions. the embroidery creating a fringe also. clicking on the enlargement, a lovely in-depth experience of becoming very small ‘n journeying inside the story. listening to the thread music and singing with it…
I felt the basket self unravelling.
(((Jude))) when the sun comes up I am going to listen to the whole “Close To The Edge” double album by Yes from 1972, when I dreamed of being a record cover illustrator like Roger Dean!
you could be that!
record covers have gone the way of the dodo, no one even has a CD player anymore, it’s all on the cloud!
Glad you’re talking fringe again! 💙
loose ends!
Choose your own adventure…
I wonder what the bird wonders?
oxo
ha, thank you.
the fringe exposes the weave, the threads and tells the cloths story. i love looking at the edges. but yeah, thursday or whatever. friday now, or whatever.
yeah the fringe ties me to weave and it is leading me back. I’m surprised I know what day it is at this point. probably because my phone keeps telling me.
you look short. from there.
your fringe is nice,
Ha! yes… fringe has me right now, I’m unravelling.
As you handled the piece, I, too, was considering your options. I love the piece. Thanks so much for sharing.
Thanks so much for saying!
I provided my own music. 😉 “The Universe is Beautiful” Gregory Alan Isakov. Today I really love this one, and I will tomorrow too which someday will be yesterday…
Maybe I should hum…., maybe I did.
What a beautiful song … thanks for the introduction, Deb.
Your welcome! He has lots of beautiful songs.