Y first thought today was about the ring as a container. A keeper. A ring as something very useful. The common ring. The ring as something quite logical. Maybe oftentimes uncelebrated. There are a lot of rings hanging in the studio, this being the year of the ring. So my thoughts move to the ring as something quite intangible, the ring of dreams that surrounds us, but holds us in judgement perhaps, yes, even while offering us a never ending change in vision.
What we see, might be how we choose to limit our acceptance of what is by labeling it in some visual manner OR the need to use the boundary as shelter of some kind. . Shape might be a confusion in perception caused by moving in only one direction to find the edge that defines something. Maybe.
Today I will make a lot of running stitches and move into Magic Diary mode, leaving this place untended for a while. A few more feathers have floated in and I will post them on Friday.