The quilt in need of mending was on the studio floor yesterday. I wanted to spread it out, sit with it.
But it's December and time to save wood for colder days. And today is a colder day.
The studio is only opened on warm sunny afternoons when a fire is not necessary.
So I have set up mending camp in the small room below the sleeping loft.
Really it just has a table, a few chairs, plants and cloth on walls. We use this as a dining table when we have company which is almost never these days. So now. This morning. It has become the permanent mending table. A table is a great tool.
The room seems bigger because the outside seems part of it. Sun Moon and Stars built right in. The man cut 6" from the legs of both the table and the chairs a while back. Because I like low stuff. It's a bit confusing when folks come over and cannot quite figure out what is different. '
I am really loving quilts as table coverings lately. Table blankets. I like this place to begin this mending ceremony. Reminds me of a Quilting Bee*. I feel like we are all about to sit down together and fix stuff. Ready? A Mending Bee then.
*Bee - a socialgathering to carryoutsomecommunaltask.
I put the sketch, altered a bit, here. Again. Blanket. Full-Circle.
There are many large cloths here, some still in process. Cloth I might consider blankets. The Cat Quilt, the Wedding Quilt, the Lion Quilt, Coma, the Magic Cloth, Magic Cloth 2, Holding Pattern, Nest of Days, Sanity. There are also many unnamed cloths destined for blanket status.
I started Spirit Cloth as a blanket maker. I make a note of that today. On this first day of December. In December I will mend the blankets that are in need of that. That patching ceremony for continuing that celebrates "Peace Piece on Earth".
And so I will consider (well, reconsider) Blanket. Because there is something quite important that has to do with blanket. And me as a maker. And it has fallen between the cracks many times. But it is not lost. Mending is a great needle chant as background for (re)considering.
I already added 3 simple patches on the Cat Quilt. I kept the idea of stars in my mind. The blue square patch has been quilted in a star pattern. The small ragged patch, double kantha stitched, always reminded me of stars. And #1? We'll see. I am expanding the idea to Sun and Moon and Stars. I'll patch this cloth with those. They have a sense of eternity about them.
I do celebrate Thanksgiving. No feast here in these later years. It is my fasting day. To clear my head and heart. To think long and hard. To give. To thank. To reconsider risk and and self importance. To volunteer and help others. To rock inward yet vibrate outward. To realign.
This morning in a flurry of wind and rain, all the leaves fell down and gave me a longer view. I thank them for that.
Wordless for a week or so. You are all friends and family. I will be with you in spirit.
My shop is closed for a while, but there are some fabulous goodies over here. Say hi to Glennis for me.
But really he sits with all of it. It's like a ceremony. He sits. And then he moves on. Sometimes seemingly for no reason. But I think I am just not getting it.
I am recovering from a small oral surgery yesterday. There is pain. I am not taking the pain medicine. I do that sometimes. Sit with it. If I can. I find it most enlightening. I have on occasion, been able to distance myself from it. Separate me and the pain. See them separately. It helps me understand the nature of it. Me.
I might not get to the post office today. In which case it will, most probably, be tomorrow.