The tree. I made one before, a while back. I had suddenly thought of its form as a grounded cloud. Or a path from earth to sky.
I have a lot of loose dyed patches here and I think my favorite approach is to play with them. They are very comforting in a way. The way they remind me how one thing might become another. The building of course, the connections. but also how they might be intended as one thing and then transformed by just asking what if? .
Always takes me back to childhood somehow. A no worry, wonder what will happen thing. So there was one tree and then another and thoughts about making a forest. And then living there. And I am actually. Living there. Here, and maybe that is why it came so easily.
I use Fold and Stitch mostly, mostly not working from a pattern but from a thought. More spontaneous and full of pleasant surprises. Also makes you think about how it might work. A good skill. Everything constructive that we do is a kind of building. Or rebuilding. Patchwork, in perspective.
There is talk of an atmospheric river here tomorrow. I worry, we are so saturated. Trees may fall. Hoping for no wind.
Such fun this, and yes so comforting. No efforting ..just unfolding and watching things change…how well you write about it. I really resonate with what you say, very much. Often do this myself. Something healing, here.
there is peace in the simple logic. I think I will call it peace-ing.
Will you weave roots onto yr trees Jude? Roots holding earth through the storms.
I really love your idea.
This post and thread makes me think of Thich Nhat Hanh’s writing about clouds in a piece of paper, which would also apply to a scrap of cotton, the thread, the needle……. We all inter-are, interbeing with our tools and materials, changing form.
My dad is in the process of actively leaving his form. Rain, moisture, humidity, sweat, tears.
https://www.awakin.org/v2/read/view.php?tid=222
I love your associations here.
Love to you and Dad.
Peace be with you, Amy
xoxo
Melting…too limp for words. Love the thread of comments: “what if woods”, “atmospheric river”. Our relatives the trees, grounded path to atmospheric wonders.
for some reason I feel like trees will save us.
Those tall trees make me feel small, which is no mean feat! Mind you, I am rapidly shrinking and finding I can no longer reach some of our windows to close them.
An atmospheric river sounds mysterious. We have wild wind and rain today. A small branch fell into my windscreen on the way to sit with grandchildren, who are peacefully drifting sleepwards. Amazing considering .
Smallest needed reassurance that mummy and daddy would be let out of the escape room, even if they got the questions wrong!
Oh for some kind of weathery balance for us all.
weathery balance, pleeeease…
Meandering into form. Don’t wash away!
Like dreaming. Will try…
Oooo, ahh…”cloud storming”
And “what if woods”
Yah–
this is all very fun, and a much-needed respite from all the worry…
~especially today, as I started to dive into the disaster of a studio—only to find there’s a major moisture problem in the wall with the a/c unit.
Arrrrrggghhhhhh….
Whee.
(hope your atmospheric river doesn’t give you a deluge. )
eek.
I am going to make a sign at tha path into…
Moisture, we need a new word for humidity, I could scream….
Dew Point?
72!
AAAAAAAACCCKK!!
(my sister said I should move back to the desert 🤦♀️🤣)
A forest for your cabins? 106 here today; a walk in the shady woods would be nice.
Oh geez, eek.
Fingers crossed the rain is gentle to everyone. The flooding this year is just too wild.
Thr rain last night pretty much flattened everything in the garden, it looks tired.
love simple shapes. how they can morph… cloud. tree. or be 2 things at once… cloud tree, or tree cloud. or a big scoop of ice cream! i digress… feels like jude ‘n the bean stalk to me. a pathway into imagination.
ha, I feel a stray self forming…
Precious trees…earth to sky and back again. Watching over us wherever we live.
Amazing how tall they can get. Haven’t climbed on in a long time.
To live in a forest 💚💚💚
Has its ups and downs…
Hope you get better weather…such an extreme summer in so many places. So glad to see you playing with these. I’ve been looking at the “cloud” patches and thinking shrubs too. 🙂
A lovely place to wander, your What If Woods…
what if Woods, I love that, I think I will make a sign.
Love that! What If Woods!
Clever turn of a phrase, ladies.
Words are fun to play with too.😁
It’s so extreme. I feel like I moved to Jamaica or something. Garden is confused too.
I think some cloud storming (ha) is in order…