I like this double form. The double wishing star. I am thinking it might work for many things, a compound nested symbol. Something framed by itself. It gives the form a kind of depth. Perspective. Personal symbols are a picture language and life is complicated.
Yesterday was a beautiful day. Seems different here. OR. Since we moved, I feel different. Is it the place? Or just the course of events. After all, the world seems to have turned upside down just shortly after moving in. I can almost mark my calendar with it. Add to it all that has generally happened. The things that life brings. Funny how we find reasons for things. When there aren’t really any, except change. Funny how we notice some […]
I am happy to see so many bees. I look forward to next year’s garden now that I am a bit more familiar with what will grow here. Rain barrels are the next project. And maybe an ark… just sayin’… The red line is drawn. Stitched. Pressed into the cloth, It seems the beginning of a basket. I sense so many here already. And the line came through. I had spread it on the floor, to look. Covered in cat […]
Humid, way hot, yet turning. The light begins to seep through the tired foliage. We are opening to autumn. I am back to the circle that I drew on Grow, tracing the edge of the round glass table it sits on. Maybe it just defined my current reach. Now red, like a ring of fire.
Yesterday’s Heart was so Sure a piece in the ever growing Sanity series that suddenly came together just yesterday. I went back to find a loose note to self I remember so clearly. But I can never find exactly where it is kept. So I wrote it down again. Because I am right here, today, chasing it in a new way and also trying to redefine how heart is slowly becoming a personal symbol apart from the mainstream sugar. And […]
I placed my Deep Pool of Thought over a Nest of Days so I might Reconsider Freedom. Gee, that’s a mouthful, isn’t it? From the side, Three cloths deep, but many more moments… It became a Medicine wheel Basket. In my mind. Not a shield but a deep pool of holding some sort of personal order. And acceptance. Of what might be but maybe never will be. And I can rest in that, the imagined. The form that arises if […]
Sometimes new form is difficult. Not the birth of it, I think that just happens. The acceptance of it. That is often blocked by our choosing NOT to show it. I don’t know about you but I can say in all honesty, audience is a factor. Well, after all my years I know in my heart that is probably always true. There is a need to share, but we shape it. So new form is rare. Because it isn’t easy […]
Yesterday, on Instagram, I posted a little video, because it was easy just to capture a few moments. And I said: If there is one thing I have learned over the years, it is to leave your edges open, because form evolves. And fringe is my symbol for continuing. I know I have said that before, but in the context of layers, the natural build up of layers in collage type work is a covering up process, but I love interrupting […]
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 […]