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So the big storm brought no rain but chill on the wind.
The temperature might drop into the 50s. Tonight.
We are going. Though it seems the same, it's not.
Right now it is hard to capture the subtle change in the surroundings. The edge of season is like looking through one to catch a glimpse of another.
I'm adding a circle to Autumn Eyes. Continued from here. The circle and the nine patch is an old favorite. I like how the layering divides the space and creates a natural Oneness. And it forms in my mind like this. Like a bubble. An invisible basket? Floating across my field of vision. An elusive (lens) frame of reference. As I wait for it to settle in. Hoping to get a clearer view. It might be a Dream Catcher. Another kind of eye.
Tomorrow I will update the shop, though I've already lost interest in any kind of schedule. In Between is taking hold. Over the weekend I will do an Audio Test for Sun Moon Stars. Talk a bit about that
With the return of heat and damp stink, it's been hard to feel the turning.
But there is turning. And this morning I noticed it, as I do over and over again. Season unrolling.
Color caught in between. I never get enough of this deck and how it catches season. And the many eyes.
Wood eyes. Looking along with me.
You might remember this one. If you recently ran through the Whispering Color Series available though Feel FreeOnline Classes. Or if you were actually there when I ran it originally. It was #11 in the Journeyinto color. You might review the videos there. I did.
So I unrolled it and renamed it Autumn Eyes. To update it. So I might sit with it. Bring it back into focus.
There was a bit of a stomach thing. Yesterday. I rested a lot.
I've walked through the garden. That's all.
It is turning. The beginnings of that.
Cooler nights first. And yesterday it did not reach 80.
I didn't do anything in the garden. I just passed through slowly.
Just there. Just like that. On one of the Butterfly Milkweed pods. It took two years but it is well established now. So I researched red bugs on Milkweed pods. And that is them. Milkweed Bugs. They were still right there this morning. They must like it there. They say it's ok. They just show up for short while. They reduce the number of seeds for next year. Some folks spray. Some folks consider it population control. For MilkWEED. In any case I stopped at considering it a touch of Red. For now. We'll see.
A touch of Red is always nice with green.
I just uncovered this. Nine for Growth. Part of the Nine Forever Series. Which was something more formal but now it isn't. From the post here, which was from Small Journeys (one of the free classes in the sidebar) here, and then here.
There are so many ways to do that. Cloth through cloth. Try it.
I think I might put a few Milkweed Bugs on this one and call it done enough. Nine for Growth. Or Staring Growth in the Face and Seeing it Look Back. Sometimes things keep growing without you. It might do that. It contains that. The going. Despite a few bugs.
Done with the sidebar gallery as well. Give me a day or two to clean that up(never mind, done). I'm not sorry for changing my mind. It's what I do to keep it in shape.
Longer view... it is another in a series of the Stray Cat Character studies I engage in to learn more about myself. So I might share that. So you might know me better. Because Why Not?
6 1/2" x 7. hand stitched, obviously, hand dyed indigo base. Vintage and re-purposed scrap. Linen cotton silk. You might hang it, but it might work well as a mug mat. Hand wash. $55.00. Email me to inquire. Poof.
Impatience. Waiting, waiting, waiting for the heatwave to be over. What good is that? I took this picture this morning. The dawn was slowly erasing the clock face and I laughed to myself. Time out. Stop it.
I notice evidence of a slow chew. Something kept going without bitching.
I put a cloth frame around this old thing. Some history here...
Frame, border, edge. A Design/Composition thing. A new category for Feel Free maybe. I have so may thoughts to organize.
The windows were open all night to cool the house.
I woke to find my feet sticking to the floor. Ick. The dreaded thick air.
Mom used to text me. Ick. I know what it meant. I would text back. Double Ick. I stopped for a moment and missed that.
But mist. Ahhh. Mystery. Story overtakes me. Distracted by that. Does that happen to you? Do you take the time to act on it?
Just a layering of sketch over photo then. Photo play even before coffee. Mis-Story.
And as always I love the effect of the photos through the screen. (Took this one with my phone on the way down the stairs from the sleep loft. My feet sticking to every step along the way.) How it's a patchwork grid in a way. The safety net again. This time safe from mosquitoes. But how beautifully it breaks up the mystery space. And hold me there.
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