Yesterday's Heart was so Sure
a piece in the ever growing Sanity series that suddenly came together just yesterday.
I went back to find a loose note to self I remember so clearly. But I can never find exactly where it is kept.
So I wrote it down again.
Because I am right here, today, chasing it in a new way and also trying to redefine how heart is slowly becoming a personal symbol apart from the mainstream sugar. And how much I need that to go on.
Seems so simple but the beauty of it….
regarding you re-thinking the heart symbol : a non-denominational holiday miracle!
my work is indeed done … so obvi, you get my last recorded comment, ever.
gonna print it out and wear it.
Thanks for these words “form is temporary” I just needed to read them and remind me that everything will change, also difficult times.
how patient we need to be
Wonderful, those tiny black stitches, I just love them.
They are my lines, reborn
this fine fine cloth has me rethinking some of yesterday’s stitching … thank you
what a great title that could be, I could name my life that, Yesterday’s Stitching.
Hearts are like pink, both need to be reclaimed. So much does really.
nothing is really sure, even though it can feel that way, until it isn’t. heart can be strong, even when broken.
funny, how they say, you don’t know what you got… till it isn’t
I just love your heart 💗Jude. Such a simple form . All so lovely 🌻
trying to get to the heart of it…
Love your stripping back to the excess of form in Sanity!
so much baggage to lose
Michael Leunig’s cartoon for August is of a bemused man sitting in the middle of a bare room reading ‘Reclutter Your Life And Be Happy Again’
baggage seems to accumulate when I don’t pay enough attention to what I’m doing or saying or writing… what I was trying to say is
Love your stripping back the excess of form into Sanity…
the transparent layers ‘n gauziness of the stitched-together heart reminds of on-going healing for the soul. the tenderness ‘n patience that is needed. this heart feels light, as tho it’s sailing away… x
in this case it is trying to fit in
Remembering your ‘whispering hearts’ class (my first with you) and those nine hearts made and the reason one became ripped in half. Reading the comments and thinking how perhaps some are “strong” or “resilient..endures many challenges and hurts”…and how some are just tattered. But, do appreciate your lack of sugar. That’s how I like mine best. xo
sugar is very unhealthy
Temporary because form is morphing
yes, form actually “isn’t”
Very interesting! I’m going to proceed this for a while. Do you apply same rule to the word “shape”?
Wonderful…………reading this while stitching a heart………..
It’s beautiful, secure, serence. Been working on a heart the last couple of days, too. Trying to show, see, know…how much it can hold, bear. 💙
perhaps it simply evolves
The heart is so very strong and resilient..endures many challenges and hurts
I think because heart just is, until it isn’t
“…apart from the mainstream sugar.”
What a great phrase!
Cloth brings me to words!
I Always Always loved to see the black thread one white. It reminds me of pencil drawings. And Sanity. I remember a very cold Winter when you had begun Sanity and the Pages. And I worked along with you- only quietly not commenting.
I am reminded of how much that quiet stitching meant to me that winter. A belated- Thank You
I remember that winter.
heart is essential and so strong, especially ones once broken
“heart” is a story isn’t it?