And so it is June again, though I'd doubt it in my past experience, since it was again in the 30s this morning.
This one has been hanging on the wall since I moved here, I remember finding it while unpacking. It's become a good habit to pin thoughts to pieces in progress, my memory fails me... But then, I suddenly remember that it was a comment, Nancy, Wild Worn Sunflower Star. Today I would like to acknowledge how much the conversation here helps me continue. And how in general, sharing story helps us evolve. Expands our thoughts. I'll just stay with this one a bit. See what happens.
Yes! This is the only place on the internet where I happily seek out the conversation as well as the original post. It holds such wisdom and compassion and creative energy; as well as the acceptance of the passing of time and changing abilities. Your work inspires and the conversation comforts. Thank you for being here, in whatever capacity is possible.
I’m glad this can be that .
Agree
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Writing down thoughts and pinning them in our view is a necessity as we near our final seasons . Keeps us organized and moving forward .
Maybe I’ll start writing in the walls…😂
I love this idea! Yesterday I decided to turn some chipped paint on a stair post into a sunflower instead of repainting the whole thing. Celebrate the frayed edges. ❤️
Yes!
I like your idea of pinning initial thoughts to the piece. Maybe a prompt for future thoughts.
It’s part of what I call the poetry of process, I’ll talk more about that.
Love it. Reminds me of one of my spiral drawings. Will I ever do those again? We’ll see!
Hope so, let’s get back!
Jude~ Every stitch and section tells a story. Today I am intrigued with the many small dark stitches that alternately hang down and stand up towards the middle – telling their story, conveying their meaning. This section and others make me want to hold and caress this cloth.
Thank goodness old threads run deep and hold strong.
PS Mo’s link on the old post were fascinating.
Oh, the thread that runs through it all
Love this, seeing this piece again, the connections. Yesterday I picked up a piece of cloth I had stitched on quite a while ago, forgotten about. I had such a rush upon unfolding it. A sort of awe and love. I think I even gasped. So why isn’t this what I am doing? Maybe it needed the eyes of now.
So much fell under other stuff. I get distracted, sometimes by what I think others like to see. I’m feeling redirected. And yes, maybe dormancy is part of the process.
Beauty for sure already is happening! Gives me more hope and teachings to go on without focusing on the outcome!
Just being with cloth here.
This feels comforting and forward peeking.
Today I visited my younger brother, recently admitted into a care home. I feel so sad.
The carousel of life as someone once sang. A circle game.
Yes, we can’t know, just go…
Beautiful greys! I jot down many things every day…ideas for projects, links to things I may want to go back to, etc. Then the only problem is finding where those notes are in my notebook! Ahhhh, the life of an 80 year old!
Yes, pinning them to the cloth helped a lot, all my notes are loose anyway.
Connect by single thread..
A thread keepr then…
Love the moody colors. Feels fitting.🩶
Yeah, caught my eye.
ooooooooH!… the color feels “breathed” onto the cloth… the circular seams creating barely-there borders. yes to “old circles expanding”. allowing thoughts from long ago to re-invent themselves. gorgeous!
It’s just right, right now.
This has me thinking about direction too and how sunflowers turn towards the light.
It is quite amazing.
A good start💙
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I have packed and unpacked projects so many times, it warms my heart when I find something long forgotten. I’ll admit that sometimes I even talk to a piece when it turns up. “Where have you been? I’ve missed you!” I’ll inspect it, touch it, crumple it, smooth it, not unlike giving a child a gentle hair tousle and a quick squeeze.
Always love seeing your old projects and the memories they conjure…
Lynda
There is a body of unfinished here that I need to get back to. It’s core to something deeper.
Lynda~ What a beautiful comment. I can imagine this 💕
This is gorgeous. The soothing strong grays. Trying to remember how you keep the piece flat with the circle seams?
Should try to expand on that. My video skills need polishing. 🙃
I love your material stash
It’s overwhelming.
This reminds me of black and white photos.
To me they are often much more interesting then the colorful ones.
I am looking more at the details then beeing distracted by the color.
Its beautiful!
Hope you heal well
Reminds me to get back to simple plant dyeing.
Wild sunflower star! 🩷
Getting wilder.
Jude, I feel you getting stronger with each post and it makes me so happy. I hope you get some warmer, sunny days. Happy stitching from Portugal
I feel much better.
So happy to read this! ❤️
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Lovely news, so pleased for you. ❤️
So good to hear 🩵
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Pieces of my thoughts evaporate daily. Your stories remind me that the process of aging for me is not as I had expected as stories do seep from my thoughts. I appreciate your posts sharing your own work. Kay Anderson, Brevard,NC
The disappearing and the reappearing is a kind of shape-shifting magic.
Love this one, and that you pin things on the wall to let them hang with you… been thinking of you, and I hope you mend well.
There’s cloth everywhere there is space
A time to set something down. Or aside. Then later pick it up as such a treasure. Thank you for the reminder. 💜🪡🐿️
There’s alot of “later” here.😂
“Stars are for gazing.” Lovely to gaze at all the life still showing up in this worn sunflower.
I’m fascinated by the rows of stitches that look like a flap opening. Peace and ease in your explorations!
Yes that flap thing needs more attention.
this piece feels like you’ve read my mind–to me–anyway. i love the graphic-ness, like it emerged from a text. do you know sam winston’s book art?
I don’t
i think this piece is kin to his work. amazing children’s and artists’ books, all about line and words.
Velma~ Thanks. Very cool work!! I would love to have been able to share this with my mom.
https://www.samwinston.com/projects/a-child-of-books
Yeah, this is great.
Love this!
complicated and beautiful
Mmmmmm..mmmm…mmmm! Is that ink in the background? It’s smokey!
Iron water on pomegranate and walnut dye. A tannin reaction.