Gaze out at the vastness and somehow renew the sense of OKness in that.
I pinned this wild thing over a section of Sanity. The biggest piece of Sanity on hand. I put it there to hold it still for a moment. I will work on it later after dinner. Because I have thoughts. Mostly recurring thoughts about Tendency and the tenderness it contains. No matter what it ultimately results in. I think it holds the potential for forgiveness because of its link to natural order and how it might happen. Which is hard to embrace because it is so big.
And in this moment I consider the Tendency that I have to measure. And how measure is a kind of holding, long enough to gauge ones relationship to a thing. Measure is a common language, but at the same time might morph into a very personal math. But then might be useless without explanation if one has the desire to express self clearly.
Sanity is a grid based series and a kind of measure. Dividing vastness. A personal safety net to keep me from rocking too far inward.
There was some late night reinforcing of center. Holding can be a simple and beautiful thing with no other agenda. Today's nine is a basket holding nine again. By a thread. Note to self: Stay true to your holding and you may grow into a magic vessel. Hold more without taking up any more space.
I like how I've divided space and filled it at the same time. The form that has resulted holds so much. How broken apart and mended is a symbol of strength. Resource. Just Going. Heart. Hope. Truth. How it might happen, becoming more, dream catching, gathering, inspiration, kindness, magic, oneness, patience, placekeeping, problem solving, redefinition, sense, transformation, trust, usefulness, weathering the storm, what if. So many things I hold dear. Keep me sane.
It's April, still warm with cold coming. But mostly plenty of showers, true to form.
Yesterday, we, Soul-o and me, were out all day. I feel better for that.
Close to the earth.
He is always in motion in Spring. Mostly outside, going. I find it funny how he walks the paths if they are there.
I patched some path-work work. Offsetting the seam lines, making the stitch lines contrasted and messy, so they would show some imperfection. Working with thin coth that is more difficult to handle and less stable gives a nice organic feel to a grid. Here offset to look like brick. I am not crazy about this type of thing as an overall arrangement but I do like it here as it runs through the cloth like a path. Path is on my mind. How it divides space. Creates a place out of in between and makes that useful.
I like, here, how the patched pattern says solid but it has a feel of weightlessness.
I need to update my Newsletter. I am lazy on this humid spring morning.
...and considering how we use making to map quiet observation, document consciousness. Gazing is deeper than looking. It is slower I think. And more importantly, more selfless. Two things stick with me here. I like the eye form that emerged where the two circles overlapped. And again I imagine this composition without the figures, the beauty and ultimate magic of the marks left behind, engraved by how it happened. And being there. And then later when we are not. The story map with a less ownership in it. Like a once tended, now wild garden, a place prepared for anything to grow.
I used some digital cut and paste to look at my idea.
Now also liking the whisker lines, map. The sense, the difference in tilt, a mark of point of view. How they might intimately intersect with others without planning.
Although this piece has a light-hearted approach, there is something very important to me in these thoughts today. Some explanation that whispers to me about the hidden logic in creativity. How things come to be by moving through us, not by springing forth on their own. I'll talk when the words are clearer.
Hand dyed silk mandala fragment by Richard Carbin. Glennis and Richard put together a classon this technique awhile back which I signed up for. I need more practice, so it was great to have a small piece from the master mandala maker. A great component for Gazing. A little something to make it seem bigger.
(I think I last mentioned it here. But I can't keep track lately.)
I quilted it in an intentional way, using one strand of embroidery thread. I wanted the ripple to be more prominent than the stitch. I wanted the ripple to create a sense of intensity. Importance. To highlight the concept of holding center as not holding selfishly but holding a longer view. I wanted to express that inner peace relates to a kind of respect for self as everything else, even if imagined. I like how what is held goes beyond the moons, the memories, my own small sense of time. I like that the stray is sitting. Not fearful or running. Held. Gathered around center. But free. I like how the cloth feels. Sturdy yet light. It's about 12" square but I like that it seems bigger.
we are home here today. It's snowing but spring in my mind. A few things are settled. Home will change. Divided between here-ish and there. Center will not be affected.
I am spending time mastering a mobile format. I am quiet but around.
I made the cloth bigger yet and stitched an indigo circle, using a basket as a template. Not perfect but perfect. And it has a new name. Basket of Dreams. For now. For later, because now I am in between. I am going to disappear. Until I reappear.
You can see I have added a bit more to the sides, using some of what I cut from the back while working the center. I often divide the space according to what I have. And where the corners of the tilted square overlapped the new edge, I stitched it down from the front, creating an overlap type seam and also cut that small section from the corners, from the back, again retaining the thinness of patchwork. Extra cloth only remains along the seam lines. You might also notice that the thin cotton lawn that was invisibly basted to the center panel really has not added much thickness. The light coming through proves that.
Richard Carbin, mentioned in the video, is a special source of old cloth and is listed over at PlaceKeeper as a trusted resource.
The Coma effect also mentioned is a composition tool I often use to put a spin/shift on things, named for a cloth I made a while back. There is a category for it, but I have placed a picture here to illustrate the graphics of it. I will be talking more about it later.