here. ok. the thing is…
by jude
I so often feel that I don’t fit in.
Categories: sempathetic evolution, story • Tags: Story
Category Archives: sempathetic evolution
how it might continue
by jude
Going might transform this cabin thing. As a less obvious cabin. As a more obvious holding. A frame. And just a path to building something. indigo magic Indigo is magic. practice What if inbetween is more important than we think? What’s the rush? A More Ancient Light. That’s what came to mind. (I whisper a lot in the morning, the Man here sleeps in, perhaps that is how cloth whispering evolved, ha!)
Categories: base, centering, framing, Indigo, Log cabin block, sempathetic evolution, wishing star • Tags: Cloth stories, Dyeing, Patchwork, Small cloth, Story, What-if?
floating ideas…
by jude
Mini Cabin #2, again a Moon Cabin. Still loose. Yet framing, holding center. When you do things over and over again without just trying to repeat things change on their own. Like how you do it, But then even what it means to do it. Like how silly, lighthearted, it once seemed. But then not really. Sometimes you see beyond what others see. Sometimes you say, sometimes you don’t. Sometimes no one understands. But a thing can be more than one […]
Categories: glue stitching, Log cabin block, sempathetic evolution • Tags: Patchwork, Stitch
continuing from Yesterday
by jude
Yesterday, Liz, she mentioned Design Mending. I responded and then suddenly listened to myself, saying it has all become that. And yes, I truly feel that. Which goes back to my feelings about thingness and form. It is all moving. I source my energy from that. …after some stitching. The dots/circles look a bit like bubbles. I did not intend whales. Just life flow. But now they are there. …after some folding just to remove the house from view. Maybe […]
Categories: design mending, edges, Eyes, Joodle HIll, layers, sempathetic evolution
so the circle is there
by jude
And I am simply here. It’s still a curtain, not necessarily for this window, and maybe that will change. I think it might be leaning toward blanket/curtain. A transitional sort of cloth. The holiday lights are still up, probably I will never take them down. Actually I will probably move them out to the porch, they make nice nightlights. I couldn’t find them when we moved in. I always had them hanging in my studio back on the island. Instant […]
Categories: balance, Balancing Act, centering, design mending, dividing space, LARGE CLOTH, Season, sempathetic evolution
Reset
by jude
Everything is changing. ( the pic of the new baby has been removed for privacy reasons) Change. Sometimes, when there is no saying, it is hard to know what. But we, we know without the saying somewhere deep inside. Bit by bit, until suddenly, poof!, new form. Even though we knew, New. KnewForm. The other side of Grow reminded me of that. The other side of Grow is just for that. A reminder. Things happen without saying. Without intention. […]
Categories: sempathetic evolution, sense, the little boy, the other side
the Grounding
by jude
Yesterday. It still smells like leaves. I do this, seasonally, the Open Air Ritual, until a cloth is done and given away. Or forever if it stays with me. Alphabet Soup. Very much at home in Autumn. I think she may see some snow before she goes. There are emails, I am a bit under the weather . Thank you for your patience…
Categories: Alphabet Soup, sempathetic evolution
Blankets
by jude
Not even half this storycloth has been quilted . I worked my way around the edge on both sides. I reached P for Pumpkin. Good timing. And M for Mushroom on the far side. There is still a lot of Just Quilting left here. Winter work. Only the maple leaves have fallen so far. Fallen leaves are layered just like a quilt. Here, the neighbors don’t mind that I leave them. They mostly blow down into the forest as winter […]
Categories: Alphabet Soup, Season, sempathetic evolution
how we might connect
by jude
Imagine. Many Worlds. Softer Boundaries. So many things could be floating around here, maybe on journeys from here to there. A base for going. And it’s blue, a coolness and relief from hell on earth which seems to have arrived almost everywhere. In so many forms. Still the goldfinches sing. Here perched on the blooming mullein which rose up voluntarily in the garden. And there are way too many cucumbers to eat. I will share with neighbors. And now, here […]
Categories: base, sempathetic evolution, unDyeing