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!)
The shift has taken hold. The Indigo has gone to seed. I will make some free seed available in early spring. At this point I have way more than I will need. It seems to reseed here anyway. At least enough for my use. A tomato star. Most of the tomato plants have a weird mold on the leaves. But fruiting continues. I wish I had a greenhouse. But I might be able to do a hoop house. That is […]
The Endless Wishing Cloth, some of you remember, I am not even looking back at this point. In the basement on the wall, I hung it there when I moved here, thinking this, the basement will be my studio. I never come down here except to look for some scraps stored down here. There are too many mice, not enough natural light, and too many plans falling through cracks of time. Simply….NOT. I think the last time I posted about […]
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.