
Heat Wave and Grandma’s Legs
by jude
Yeah, it is hot, just going more slowly.
Categories: SKITCH SKATCH, SMALL CLOTH, story, Stray Selves Series • Tags: Cloth stories, Life and Story, Talking Pages (visual journal), Working in a series
by jude
Yeah, it is hot, just going more slowly.
Categories: SKITCH SKATCH, SMALL CLOTH, story, Stray Selves Series • Tags: Cloth stories, Life and Story, Talking Pages (visual journal), Working in a series
by jude
Hey So Story. A story illustrates going. Even though there is no there there. story is I put a white dot in the red center (heart) of the cabin. And then… light I like this last photo. Like a path from one thing to another. With this small story cloth, I begin again. Just going. Being amazed at how things form. There is so much more to say about this one. Tomorrow then. PS: In this year of 2023, I […]
Categories: COMPOSITION, SMALL CLOTH, Stray Selves Series • Tags: Story, Talking Pages (visual journal)
by jude
Just heart in February. All the while thinking of how many ways things might be put together. Hold, And fall apart. The holding. In between appearing and disappearing. Holding. Is that really a thing or a sense of some thing? A little Skitch Skatch then. I added Thingness to the glossary today. I don’t use that word much but I think a lot about it. I am working on a woven base. Because it has been a while and I […]
Categories: Heart, questions, SKITCH SKATCH, SMALL CLOTH, weathering a storm
by jude
February. I had planned to publish a Newsletter. Suddenly my News seemed too small. So… Rock Self. Balancing in a winter wind. I planned to make this faceless. But I changed my mind. I am in there, simply imagining myself as rock. heavy
Categories: alignment, balance, SMALL CLOTH, Stray Selves Series, weathering a storm
by jude
Away we go for a bit. Some visiting, because it is not snowing and warm. OK. A little Nine. One inch squares. Nine as Time passes. Maybe yesterday, today and tomorrow. Maybe a blink of an eye. Here today, gone, well no, maybe transformed tomorrow. Today’s dot is a reminder of fullness. Car travel, dots are small and easy, I can continue. Needle , thread, a few loose scraps. Maybe a pencil and a scrap of paper. Small cloth. Thought […]
Categories: centering, flow, nine, nine, Nine dujour, paperless piecing, PATCHWORK, SMALL CLOTH
by jude
And here we are. Reminds me how Mom, in her oldest of age, used to call each morning and declare, “I’m still here !” We came fairly near to a frost this early morning. Fuzz Face decided it was a bit chilly. That’s the tablecloth I made for Mom, she loved checks. I backed it because it became so thin, quilting it in my spare time. So many blackberry lily seeds, going to spread them around when I go out […]
Categories: components, COMPOSITION, Deep Pool of Thought, Looking, SMALL CLOTH
by jude
Imagine if it was possible to actually use every last scrap here, how big a cloth would it be? How tiny my scraps of self are becoming. Enough for lunch, everyday for a while now. One way or another, I will attempt to use most of what is here in terms of piles of cloth. It amazes me that I mostly did not buy any of it. It is amazing how things can be given new life. Sometimes by just […]
Categories: LIFE AND STORY, loose patches, PATCHWORK, SMALL CLOTH
by jude
For a long time now, inspired by Dana… …the cloth I call Grow, remains on the table, as a Table Cloth. It made a a great backdrop for seed sorting yesterday. While we enjoyed a few drops of rain for about 2 minutes. Here in lower New York State, where water is everywhere, declared a drought area with reduced ground water for at least the near future, expected to continue now for however long. Birds , bees, squirrels, chipmunks and […]
Categories: Garden, Grow, LIFE AND STORY, Naming Things, PATCHWORK, Season, SMALL CLOTH
by jude
Often, I just can’t stop. I liked it simple actually, not that I don’t like what it became. I wrote a poem while I was just going. Actually, just words, what makes a bunch of words a poem? Maybe just how you see them? I had to look it up, if dreamed or dreamt was correct. I am not too good with knowing words. And then, dreamt just felt better. A lot of times, that is what language has become […]
Categories: SMALL CLOTH, story