Just yesterday, a moody day, sitting with scrap, wondering.
Suddenly thinking about how the smaller I let myself become, in the scheme of things, the freer I might feel.
Just yesterday, a moody day, sitting with scrap, wondering.
Suddenly thinking about how the smaller I let myself become, in the scheme of things, the freer I might feel.
Wow!
joy, yes?
He (?) has such a woodsy spirit. I smell the forest floor as he passes by.
probably she because most beings here are selves but then I have begun to merge she and he into “we” maybe.
Made me smile…
smile, that is something to consider, the curve in it.
You are truly an inspiration to us all Jude. That butterfly is is amazing!
I haven’t drawn many, should I?
Oh, the magic by which, with a few scraps of cloth & a few stitched, you conjure up this marvelous butterfly!!! And Psyche means both soul & butterfly….. Many lessons for me here. Thank you!
I want to express and share joy.
Best butterfly yet! 💙💙💙
and I’m not done!
Ah, this is grand! Even mirroring how wings can become a little tattered as summer goes on. The butterflies manage to keep on going though. I know in the past Grace talked about flannel boards. The ability to move components about to tell story. This loose pinning is reminding me of that.
yes, normally I just press them and they stay a while, long enough to consider, and then fall down and become cat toys. I want them to stay a little longer. Time to reconsider.
Your fabulous butterfly takes me to a dream world, it is beautiful!
I am glad, I am always dream catching, so hard to find ways to share them sometimes. They rise up unexpectedly.
Good morning, I’m feeling a little moody myself, maybe a little more than a little. I don’t understand the getting smaller though. I’ll have to think more on that one but my first thought is…
I might disappear altogether if I get any smaller…
I do love your butterfly!
❤️
I fear not disappearing, leaving no trace is ok.
Love 💕 your butterfly Judy. The fabrics look so soft and beautiful colours . Have a lovely day 🤗
Maria
silk is perfect for wings
Beautiful wondering in a new direction….sometimes, but always perfect!
really just how you look at it, perfect…
watching closely. this is where my head was a while ago when i asked
you that question about why my Cloths are not art
as I recall it was more about selling your cloths as art.
always have trouble with the idea of art, not really knowing how to express it, but there is a glossary entry for it, which is a start for me in considering it.
I really don’t think about it at all , I just go and share…
I guess I was unable to explain
maybe, I am often confused.
Oh this little lovely made me smile! I wonder if making oneself larger (which I feel the need to do) can be as freeing or even, if it’s all that different from making oneself smaller. Babbling.
scale is very tricky, one contains the other…
Oh! Beautiful Ladye Butterfly on the wing! The grand beauty of the Natural World, while it can make one feel small, still enlarges our vision and invites us in to be a part of a very Grand Thing!
“The grand beauty of the Natural World, while it can make one feel small, still enlarges our vision and invites us in to be a part of a very Grand Thing!”
💕Beautifully said! 🙂
yes, expanded vision, room to see
this gives me a new image in my mind…
Good things come in small packages 💖
ha, sometimes…
Never saw you do a butterfly before. So whimsical & light!
Beautiful selection of colors, texture, transparency.
The pattern in this pinned cloth floating on the support so free & loose, delightful!
oh, there have been many in the past…
💖✨👍🏻