Again and Again
Repetition. Acting on a single thought many times can refine it. But a small thought might also grow. Expand. More importantly, evolve. When we keep reconsidering, trying to express a thought, it becomes more obviously a component in a bigger story. The story of what you do. And that might be so big that it is hard to grasp at first. The importance of small steps is so often hidden by ambition and expectation.
Three not physically connected
These three began back here
Repetition can be open ended.
I want to stress that Repetition is in one way Again and Again but in another way, NOT. It's a matter of perspective. And the ability to use imperfection as a path to transformation. The space between thoughts might seem to break our path. But maybe it might give us time to consider what connection is.
Jude the moon at the bottom of the piece, could become a reflection in a pond or puddle.
yes!
Greetings Jude, I am unclear about to how apply the Part One participant discount to my purchase of Part Two. Thanks be for helping me. Cheers, Nita
just use the word ragmate as the discount code at checkout
I regret to say it still is not accepting the discount code. The code is entered, and yet the discount is not applied to the total for PayPal invoice. Sorry to be trouble. Best, Nita
small steps are essential. the smallest of stitches repeated holds something… not always sure what, but that’s ok.
I love the space between thoughts as I often reside there. From that space a creative impulse often arises. Sometimes it is very surprising. It can take a turn or sometimes a continuing of the piecing process. This way is delightful to follow.
Maybe without space there can be no connection. Sending love through space.
“The importance of small steps is so often hidden by ambition and expectation.” Yes. It is relaxing now to focus on the small steps and repetition. No more grand projections that something unachievable will spring out of nowhere. I repeated watching and listening to this post, will probably revisit a few more times. Thank you!
The video. No sound. A mime show. Graceful and compelling 💚
are you hearing no sound??? there is sound.
It was my earplugs…I was in the library. I got sound this time…but it was also beautiful as a mime 💚
Jude, I haven’t had the email with the password for Part Two.
Got it now…thank you. xx
Thinking about how many times a child might have to try a food before they decide to like it. At work we call them “try me bites.” Some people call them “no thank you bites” but that doesn’t seem very optimistic. 🙂
ha! so true, liking and not liking, I’m thinking about how liking and not liking can be complicated. So woven with influence.
walking up the Hill from giving water, i stop at the first resting place…a large log that i’d moved into the
trench that goes under the B garden fence. Oona somhow crawled her big body under the fence. I had
to fill it, impermanently, so the big log. And sitting on that big log looking at all that was at my feet, leaves
twigs stones seeds and alternating with looking up into the tree branches, i thought about this post.
and i felt my 73 year old self and my 7 year old self simultaneously sitting on a big log.
this post for me is about the metaphor of a life, a human life, worked in a series of days as it goes
along. Over and over and over, we try out things, make connections, leave space.
that we ARE as human beings Variations on the Theme of ourSelves as we live and keep some things
and pair some things and cut some things away . and maybe that’s the joy of stitching as you teach it,
that we get to do with our eyes and hands what we have done and are doing with our living, and we get to Hold
what we Make
am loving thinking about all this
Grace what a wonderful and accurate description of what is is to be Alive, to Live A Life, yours, mine, everyone’s…..namasté
the physical holding of what we are in a way. stepping back and appreciating the pieces and the work, then the connection. I guess that is the perspective I am addressing.
It’s really how we learned everything as children. Repetition. Buttoning clothes, shoe laces, holding a pencil. You bring us back to our beginnings. And now, it makes no difference if I “make” as I am just learning. Thank you for this.
it was fun learning early on. such a thrill, repetition was the drive to learn. i love the energy in that.
Thank you. It means so much to me that you continue to weave your creative process as you move through your life. I love your thoughts of “imperfection as a path to transformation”. What I needed to hear today.
it is simply the natural order of things. evolution.
love these thoughts on realizing the variations on the themes that run through your life, the ups and downs, the ins and outs, the wild winds that sweep through and turn things upside down discovering the strong threads that hold them together
after all we are all a variation on a theme!
The patch below the man’s shirt piece looks like it already has a face turned on profile it looks like a nose and the pin head is an eye!
ah, you are a face finder! cloth can be like clouds!
Yes 😊
The two pieces made me think of you and the man gliding through life’s changing pieces ….
I like that thought …. the space in between!
space is a component!