And then, looking at 1 and 2 like this.
Torn but still going. Connected like a time line. But everything is always changing. I imagine if I walk away and come back it will be different.
In listening to myself here (I never edit or redo my audios) I catch myself using the word "you" too often and remind myself to speak for myself and not others.
Love how you ended your last audio here; ” I’m really wandering, this is fun!” And that little laugh 😍🤩
And, in regards to the use of “you” — it’s just like your analogy of the polished presentation losing the heart of the matter…I personally LIVE your down-to-earth, heart-to-heart ramblings.
So friendly! 💖💖💖💖
I agree. Sharing is the most important thing to me in terms of teaching. Sharing the messiness of process.
simply put, messiness.
Your compositional flow and scale is beautiful. I am inspired to start putting blocks together for the blue quilt. Along the way I’ll be mindful of how I use my hands and be gentle with them.
Your description of your process is wonderful ! .. .. creativity is difficult to speak about for me.
L0ve.
it still remains a mystery… but I feel closer to it.
For 13 years I have naturally dyed cloth, telling myself that it was the process, not the end result that mattered. At first, I would say this because I did not know what I was going to do with all of the cloths nor did I have many skills in terms of using needle and thread. What occurred over time was that the increasing pile of dyed cloths began to “speak” to me, to speak of their origins that simply wanted a broader “canvas”.
To this day, the joy of foraging for the materials that tell my cloth stories continues to feed my heart and soul and inspire me in so many ways. When someone asks about a cloth on my wall, the first thing I tell them is how I remember where I found the foraged material that gave me that color or those particular markings….the conversation rarely centers on the totality of the cloth for it is just the vehicle for my continued wonderful and fascinating process journey…
Yes, the journey.
I can honestly say that I am “torn” between the love of the form and the forming ( story ). After all this time, I realize the resulting form is what actually begins the conversation.
Thank you for this look at our divided selves. Such an important awareness.
hey hi! you have me imaging how a self divided into nine may take form…
That drawing leads me to the expression of “being of two minds about something”. You face a decision, do this or do that. Often leading in totally different directions with different end points. Sometimes the end points are the anticipated ones and sometimes they may be totally unexpected. Good or bad, sometimes you just can’t know.
as if to say…”I’m Torn…”
I am really enjoying all the feed back here.
When I think back on homeschooling my 3 kids, teaching wasnt about curriculum, schooly stuff, it was the ability to reach each other with conversation and respect for each others point of view. An exchange of ideas, possibilities.
Well your children are very lucky.
As we here, all are, traveling with you.
the “each” within “teaching”… what u share going out to each of us, being received in unique ways. maybe what u do is “to each-ing”. ha! your thoughts flowing back ‘n forth between us is WAY fun!
oh, that was fun!
it IS fun
I am gong to sing.
Good morning. 🙂 It didn’t feel right when you said you were done teaching to me…but then the word teach troubles me, mostly when it only includes the element of “instruction.” Share is so very good. I think we all have something to share, that never ends, if we are always willing to learn.
As someone who shares what I am making…I think what I mostly want to share is that we all are capable if we have the desire. So many times sitting on the bus or in a staff room I’ve heard, “oh I could never do that.” It’s only true if we don’t try and we don’t practice.
Oops, I jumped up on my soap box. 🙂 And I still have to say…the drawing. Of course it makes me think of my mutant cuddling cats.
yeah, me too. Interaction I suppose, is always the opportunity. And I am always doing something, adding to my experience, I don’t always notice what gets added each day.
Try, even just begin. And practice often is overlooked when I admire the work of others. Sometimes it seems like poof, it is magic. But it isn’t. It happens over time spent keeping at it.
The soapbox can be such a habit, I am making myself pay attention more.
I like what the drawing made you think of. It could become many stories.
Oh, my! Jude, you ARE teaching!! And you are teaching the really important stuff . . . how to be true to yourself and your art; how to engage in the moment and let those feelings & experiences be expressed in beautiful (and sometimes surprising!) ways. I spent a lot of years focusing on the end product and there was some joy in that. But now that I’m older, I’m learning that the process – what we’re feeling & doing right now – is really what matters. Thank you SO much for sharing your words and your art with us. I look forward to your posts & am learning so much from you!
I guess present has become more about small when I always considered it as big. Well I guess my ideas about scale have changed. I am all mixed up and it feels great!
Wandering along with you! 💙
Hey ho!
“This is fun!” It just popped in how I think I’ve thought “if it’s fun, it can’t be important.” You’ve just shown me otherwise. And now the thought “If it isn’t fun, maybe it isn’t important?” I’ll have to sit with that one. Thanks, Jude, for sharing.
Joy has been worth reconsidering. I am finding it can run quite deep.
There’s a sense of both clarity and urgency in your remarks, remarks that are TEACHING me things. Maybe what we think about what we have to teach has less to do with what we actually teach than we might think.
I love how the spiraling flowing belly-emergent fabric is echoed by the grey road.
Yeah, maybe it is just about interaction.
That does seem a stray path self.
Universal “you.” I get it. What applies to you might very well apply to us (me?). Interesting transitions taking place!
Love the wandering…
Thanks for the company. .
Probably I will just wander into a cloud of confusion, ha!