Because of some recent curved seaming experiments, waves are on my mind.
The flow
I have to do this. Let the thoughts flow. It's the inside story.
A sudden expression, a wave might be that.
Being might be a wave form.
I added some cloth to the story. To help me decide.
Or Maybe. I will stitch the wave forms?
And I have new thoughts about the book. They have no recognizable form yet. Thoughts come in waves.
In the tree person to the left- the inserted black and white now looks like an eye next to a large nose. Seems to have something to say. Perhaps he wants another eye?
I like how the waves echo the clouds. — Does it ever kill you to cover up a section that you have meticulously created?
What did the sea say when it came up to the shore?
Nothing, it just gave a little wave
I see the outside circle as a womb: planet earth, a magical place, of land, air and water. The cloth waves rising like blue seal-like creatures. The sea sees. Thanks for taking us inside your head, sharing your notes ‘n drawings… It’s one thing to watch a wave and another to ride it. Surf’s up!
Yes, waves as part, not separate. I think that has actually been more of my experience as I’ve spent more time on the water than on a beach. To me the wave is created by something impacting the surface, starting the motion, continuing until it comes into contact with something or runs out of energy. I like thinking of this. 🙂
the ebb & flow
rocking
I like the waves! They’d look great in a sheer blue silk too.
would be fabulous! sheer motion.
I like that each creature in her own way is giving us a wave…….
we are waves, rising up from all that is and then falling into all that is.
I do believe that our thoughts and our days are designed for rambling. Construct and structure have there place but a rambler rambling rambles is just more better fun.
and actually as it is.