This is a drawing I did while I was considering Considering Weave.
I like to draw weave. In this case I was thinking about distortion. And also how weave can so easily be expressed by drawing. It forms from line. In any case, I like a lot of things about this drawing. Which is actually very small but it seems huge here. And it seems a kind of eye. Even if you turn it. I will work with this a bit. As is. And then some.
Note to self: The more I look at it, the more I sense I could work with it forever.
I took some pictures of the moon through the trees. And even though I couldn't get the camera setting right, I liked them. Like ragged holes in the sky.
They reminded me of these. Holes in the earth.
Which on this cloth are also holes in the sky.
This morning the cloth we call home was a curtain. Hanging between me and the bright morning sun. Useful. Shielding me. But at the same time filtering through the cloth to help me complete this Ring of Vision.
It is interesting to be mending the cloth with holes. New eyes. Space. Less.
Since that is all out of the way I will use the day to Unclutter the big wall.
The one that is big enough to hang the Feather Cloth. Just about.
Undo winter's scenery.
The cold room which is not so cold now. Leftovers and new thoughts caught, pinned, kept out of reach. Safe from paws and claws. The cold room was often Soul-o's playground. No furniture, just space. And walls filled with stuff I didn't want to lose track of.
I am thinking about walls today as I rearrange. Walls are Pages. With this thought comes new (old) eyes.
Yesterday - spent figuring out video on the new camera. Different. Learning.
Today - clearing some space to hang a big cloth for the last time. To Look at it on the wall. Turn that page.
This is the thirty second New Years Day here. There is a clearer view in winter. The old sea looks back at me again. It is very cold. I don't know what prompted me to open the windows and let the 22 degree air blow through the house at 4 AM. Maybe just to feel the place. As it might be without all I do to manage it. Anyway, I spent a few hours warming it back up. It was some good fresh air though.
The studio is open today. I vacuumed. Cleaned the windows. Cleaned the worktable.
I looked at this beautiful wood. Exposed. Open. Just a table.
It looked back. Again.
I don't know what prompted me.
I took the curtains down. The room is washed in light. There are two chairs now. One for my old self and one for my new self.
We did not open the champagne. We ate fruit.
Soul-0 was quite the party animal though. Drunk on cold wind.
Today I will keep the fires burning, And eat leftovers.
Maybe take a walk, breathe.
Oh yeah, I created a new folder for photos and named it Jan2015.