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 […]
My hands, clasped. In case it isn’t immediately obvious. When we get up close, things transform. The change in perspective always interests me. Especially when you seem to lose what you are used to as the big picture. I took this picture to explain the stitches I took (skitch skatch) , this time to integrate the surprising yellow cloth with the silk self base. Whether or not I explain, a form results from what I might be thinking. In this […]
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’s self was upside down. Today’s self is neither here nor there. This is just an old moonfaced beast base that needed to continue and I just stitched slowly and let it go bit by bit with no goal. In the spirit of becoming, the process was just about how it might go, and bearing witness. Just in between. The instability of form is on my mind. And then, all the work here that might be become a base once […]
So this, posted on Instagram yesterday. A NEW DAY. in the works forever. Right before I took this picture, I took the one below. And there I was hiding, sort of. Part of me. Perhaps I love layers because I see them so clearly in myself. Seasons are layers, layers of time, although we often represent them as part of a circle. It feels more real , the experience of layers… than the circle that is so much bigger than […]
The silk caused me to consider becoming lighter. Without disappearing. And then ask, “Where is the edge of me?” Note: Regarding yesterday’s post. There is no list because there is no book. Yet. You know how slow I can go. I would probably forget where I put the list anyway.
Yesterday was the 2nd out of 3 glorious days expected here. Before more snow moves in next week. Today we will complete the 3rd of the round wood piles. And haul some rocks to frame a path. I found this cedar branch hanging from recent wind damage. Can you smell it? There is a lot of cedar here. Cloth hanging from cedar sticks might be swell. No stitching to show. Well, I did add fringe and I did jot a […]
What happened here is quite astounding to me. Even after all the history with this process. And that’s exactly what it is for really. To accustom my selves with the unexpected. Without worrying if it fits in. That is to grow in the moment of discovery. Which is often an uncovering. Or maybe more likely a result of seeing through. I will talk now, because I want to let the thoughts that have not yet formed form. joodling I […]