Yesterday was dark. I needed a lamp to stitch. Just small cloth. Wondering why I just didn't continue the quilting on Heal. But again I found myself form chasing. Some loose patch dyed in a hexagon shape. Could it become a sun or a star? The same thing really except the shape we imagine them as. And the the spiral, maybe because of the storm. And the space I ran into while whirling around, it reached out. Pulled a bit of fringe free so it could continue the flow, the force. I couldn't sleep, the sound of the rain had me worried about the garden and I woke up to the same rain and the birds were chirping and the tomatoes were still standing and I even found a couple of gifts waiting to remind me. Joy. The Joy in new form. New form as sharing. I named this Energy Transfer. And it holds Yesterday and then Today perfectly suspended for looking.
It could even be considered a Sunflower. Right?
Just looking, the one on the left, stitched while wondering where the wind was. Or just to keep busy and stop bitching. I like the resulting form, but not the colors too much. The thought is caught... now remembering also that I was really trying to hold the weaving together since the tiny strips were just leftovers I needed to rescue and the cloth is what I call a hard weave, fraying easily because of the smooth spin in the threads used to weave it. Sometimes form is simply a result of trying to hold it together. And working from that. It is holding. No plans to leave these here, I can remember.
(((Jude))) love your windblown moon and x fingers the rain has eased up there as we are getting a drenching down here with snow up in the mountains
Things change, right? There is always hope in that…
I like the colors in the woven comet patch. Love the whole patch. Wonder where the comet is going.
Going in itself is so big, who knows?
i have some stitching to do- but no rain. please send some!
Wish I could, got another inch since this morning.
love the movement in the background cloth to which the gifts are pinned. interesting how caught thoughts become a form re-interpreted by each viewer. laughed about the new hibiscus flower ignoring the rain. x
yes, thought, by nature, expands through sharing
Form as a result of holding things together describes my process a lot of the time.
Loose thought, the thread that runs thru it…
Your thought process is very cool….it shows. I love that…”the process”.
I love Energy Transfer. That says it all for me. The irregularity of the core shape gives it a lightheartedness while the black and white points speak to me of power. The spiral leading out and onward … love it. And of course, the little touch of fringe — perfect. Glad the storm was not too bad. My house sits on a rise and I’m always glad of it when there’s heavy rains (like this time of year). The last sunflower of summer … tenderness.
yes, high ground is new for me, my other house was like a water bowl.
I like those two patches together. They make a conversation of weather or weathering. Over 3 inches of rain here in less than 3 hours. Minor basement flooding and plants battered.
the rain has begun again, I can say it is way too much, cannot believe that there is a new hibiscus flower out there!
Hurray for lesser winds, hope the flooding clouds part soon! (also happy that you are on high ground!) Love the patches, thought-catching going on…and HMM! A SEVEN patch, instead of nine….i like that!! (bday is a 7)
–and stitching instead of bitching; Yes!
Today, for me–the cleaning and organizing continues…as long as the what-iffing thots don’t distract me, HAHAHA!
probably I will count the 2 empty spaces and now there is 9
Glad all is well, even if very wet. I’ve been thinking of you. I like how the tail of the spiral sneaks out.
It’s beyond wet, glad to be on high ground but I have to get out and check the road in, I am sure there is a ton of mud and rock at the bottom.