Yesterday I made a new path. Through the wild growth and through my tangled mind. I noticed the Japanese Maple is turning. Today there is a soft drizzle. Dark but light enough to sit near the big window and stitch on Heal. I added this final patch. I will quilt this now. Until it seems like enough. I’ll try anyway. I’ll be back when I get there.
The edge, the Frame of Mind, in this case, I suppose might simply be the hope for containment. On so many levels. Maybe even just the ability to hold the scope of it. Back to Back Patchwork. I lifted this picture from way back in 2006. From the beginning when I was working on Listen to the River. I am using that method here. I have some videos somewhere, but let’s just say patchwork on both sides, wrong sides facing […]