So continuing with HOME, after finally completing that repetitive stitching that defines the basket's edge....I ve' decided to use the beasts to define that edge as a special sort of meeting place. To soften it further. I shall use the characters from my lion quilt, the beasts that document the important beings in my life, letting them evolve a bit, setting them free to form a circle on the edge of that ring of holding. Allowing their giving to continue. I will refer to them as the Good Spirits. Here... The Explainer and the Comforter. Just cutouts at the moment, the idea is to keep them soft, light. And perhaps moonfaced. Time keepers. Bridging past and future.Being right here.
Days are still way short. Rain. Dark. A Blur like winter sometimes becomes.
I like the blur here. I left some of the going open without figure or feather. Maybe Just Going. There is a sense of space that I felt, feel necessary. Place holds you. Space lets you go. Both hold a sense of well being. I like that these bands of stitch, that imply basket, hold the big unstitched parts of the cloth together now. And I can begin to remove the safety pins, chosen over other types of basting . There was some symbolism in that.
I've placed them in a small basket here on the sidelines. Plans for them later. They were place keepers for so long . I love them.
There is another corner of basket rings to do. I do them in low light at night, a repetitive task. I enjoy seeing the texture emerge in the shadowy time. But today I focused a bit on the meeting places. Where Space meets Wing. Letting the texture flow into the colored areas a bit I think. Maybe weave it in and out. To be imagined now and then.
And the beasts. One so far. More being doodled. Maybe tomorrow. Today eyes. Letting the second one move away from the body. Seeing clearly is like that to me. Bigger than self. Able to see oneself. Breaking through the boundaries, making one's own edge softer. I did a lot of Beast work on the Magic cloth that hangs here by my side. It will help me now.
There was some thought about color during What if Diaries this year. How color might be a story in itself. There were nine colors. Just sitting there feeling different from each other. Holding their ground. Then they began talking to each other. This caused them to become more sympathetic to each other. There is a tendency for one color to lean toward another. Learn from another. Share. Touch. Integrate. Become more. This is why there might be so many different kinds of colors.
Of course there is also a full spectrum of tendencies.