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I've collaged a few of my dyed patchwork components. And tacked it next to something similar that was pieced. Seamed. I like when there is more than one way to consider. I like to lokk at that. No matter how hard I might try I can never do anything more than once. The same way. Actually I don't really try to do that. I do like to create settings. It's a kind of PlaceKeeping. Bases for going through. I feel beasts arriving.
I just noticed the sharp pain is gone. I now hold a dull ache in the background.
Blue is a color. Blue is a feeling. I wonder how that came to be.
The dots. In constellations, indicate (or honor) a change in direction.
A system is kind of like connecting dots.
I made thread bead dots to mark the corners of the ghost square.I connected the elements in the nine patch like a square solar system around the the sun dot(star). Now I am looking while considering what I just wrote here.
And the stippling style from my old illustrations has obvious use here. Maybe even more now, since I have been unrolling, noticing how this drawing style crept in. I think Thread Beads grew from this habit.
So to continue...
Some of the stitching I began when the class was running,below....
I did quite a few of these. The stippling was a combination of thread beads and tiny random back stitches.
I am making new ones now. I want to stay with this for a while. Below, a few of the originals.
I also brought back an old photo of one of the first spirit cloths I made as a gift for a newborn baby, because I have fond memories making it . And because it is very sun moon stars. And because I used the above drawing as inspiration for all the little things that were floating in space. The rays of the sun gave them some purpose and order. But I did not use the stipple here. Mostly because by the time I would have been getting to it, the baby was being born. Now that I have a bit of time on my hands, I am looking again, thinking that all the little things themselves are a kind of stippling , yes?
This is the center of the quilt. I did not take the photo. Around the sun it says: With time and patience the mulberry leaf becomes a silk gown. Which is a Chinese proverb.
Another reference, the shirt I made for my son. 1978. Before I named them thread beads and wrap stitch.
So today again considering little things floating in space. Some Galaxy Storming for later.
Holes might be a symbol. Might serve as way to express space. And time.
I collected holes over the years. Holes in cloth. And paper. I like to think about it now, like I have been saving space and time. Collecting nothing. Or at least less.
As I recalled, I did work a bit with holes in the first run of SunMoonStars. Yes I did...as I looked back this morning. Let me bring that back tomorrow. This cloth is probably familiar if you've been coming here. Here , one time from way back, 2008. Among others.
Meanwhile, today. I simply just did this.
I pinned that little nine base onto a larger cloth. An old linen, dyed blue. Indigo(my first ever vat). From a while back. Just that. A little place(time)keeping in space. And I thought...
And the last of the home gown indigo. Because the deer ate the last clump. Before it bloomed. No seeds. They ate the daisies too. Before they opened. That's it. The last garden. The planted kind.
I'm not exhausted, just Tired. Tired of dark days. But let's not dwell on that. Mom's words, don't dwell on that.
Ok. I noticed again the seasonal deck shibori. I closed my eyes and said across moons quietly to myself.
Consider how one thing becomes another.
And so with the last dips, that always work themselves more towards turquoise, I began to consider how one thing might become another. The indigo over rust. Moonish, but a bit like a world. And then I thought about worlds apart. Focused on the space between worlds. But then the line emerged on the fold that seemed to highlight the in between. And then, all the while trying to engineer a blurred edge. To soften the difference between what is and what isn't which always encourages what might become...I returned to some old considering of wings, how becoming is about living in between. Embracing not this or that but reaching outward in all directions blurring the edges of that and just going.
On thing might become another if there is enough time.
Vibrating outward is life.
SunMoonStars is a home base for witnessing change.
If we have enough time will SunMoonStars become anything. Everything?
Is focus really limited to itself, or just an anchor to the that which moves through us?
Can focus add the not just going to the just going. Intention?
Here. I like that the stitch seems to hold such intention. Running walking straight through it. Standing there.
I stitched by the window. The stitches and the seam, not perfect. But a seam all the same. My little solar system holds together. Just fine. The shifted grid works well for me, like the shift in season. I like the order of the grid within the little cloth, dividing space makes it easier to understand, while the unevenness of the open edge gives room for the unexpected. Unknown. And acceptance. The sun popped out just then. Just for a moment. Smile.
Note to self: An idea is a light bulbSUNNY moment.
I also flipped the rows of components around from the original drawing. I thought it might be more logical making the moon row closer to the bottom, the suns in the center and the stars far off, up top. I like to use familiar logic in arranging things, even if it is a sort of make believe story. I think this satisfies some natural order in our thoughts, drawing you in to even the wildest of dreams. A kind of truth as a base. Cloth can be like a world.
So now I have these, having started where I am. And that is enough for today.
There is much info out there about shibori and indigo dyeing. I might suggest Glennis Dolce as a source for the basics. Her classes are a good start. And she is there, with kind and generous help if you get confused. She is a great resource. And she is on my list of friends as well. She is listed at Feel Free where she has joined me in offering her basic shibori techniques class for free. Asking only that you might consider a donation. I started with this class.
Note to self: Good and open teaching is also a base.