The Endless Wishing Cloth, some of you remember, I am not even looking back at this point. In the basement on the wall, I hung it there when I moved here, thinking this, the basement will be my studio. I never come down here except to look for some scraps stored down here.
There are too many mice, not enough natural light, and too many plans falling through cracks of time. Simply....NOT.
I think the last time I posted about this one, was in 2018, with the thoughts of moving to some crazy place in my dreams. This is not that place. But it is just fine.
Around that time I also added a new component to my cloth language. The Mending Star, which I just added to the glossary.
Enough Wishing I say today, and rename this one Endless. Taking it off the wall. Will wash it. Hang it in the burning sun to dry. Mend it into personal peace.
I stitched this one yesterday. I might call it ghost star. In honor of letting go.