Spirit Cloth

Capturing moment

So the cloth was flung on the floor. Just to see its size.  It settled, moved by it's own breeze. Remembering the small journey.  And before I turned it over, (because even though this looks like the side I will work on, it is the other side)  I just had to wonder.  Can I capture this.  This movement? 

Because it has a sense of carrying. sweeping. Curling into.

I do this a lot.  Let the moment play out.   For a while.

It is almost a wind keeper.

Continued from here.

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Earth Math

Sleep came.   And this morning, a sense of order has taken hold.   The natural order of nine has come to the little Earth Kantha, a study for a larger cloth.   A new logic has been planted ,  this little cloth is its safe-keeper...and I know something  will grow .  Strong and healthy.   Food for my soul.  

I'll be wordless for a while.   

A busy time while a  few things fall into place.

Parts of the process

I am finally back to the blue. After a bit of interruption I have been able to revive my vats.  Even through I was not that active in class, I gained a lot of new knowledge from Glennis.  Especially the nature of different vats.  I am playing around with an idea that captures steps in a  process.  I think because that is the part of indigo dyeing that intrigues me the most.  The changes that you can watch.  This has moved my mind into another  mode perhaps.  Isolating parts of a process as designs in their own right.   I tried dyeing and redyeing just a section of a tied piece.  Concentrating on just a section.  And I like the partial ring effect.

And then I dyed a folded and clamped linen  that was soaked in water quickly after clamping.  After opening I noticed some dry areas (the light colored spots) and quickly outlined them with permanent pen.  Just to save the moment.  Just because it seemed an interesting thing to do.  To record.  And it is a kind of nine lives patch.  Stages of something.   A story in sections.   Some kind of natural order  of moments caught.   When it dries,  the shape will remain as evidence.  A time keeper.

The way we were

 This heart is a window.

...

Gardening in nines

So this was basically the plan...

And we  have nine kinds of greens well established  at this point.  Extra room for the radicchio.  We'd like to have nine kinds of  grapes as well. I need to research that a bit.  And berries.  So far we planted gooseberries, blackberries , raspberries, strawberries  to add to the mulberries already growing.  Three kinds each of the blackberries and raspberries, that could make nine.

A garden quilt could be nice, right?  A record of this long growing season.  What if I start with a lot of brown.  layers of brown.  I like that idea.  Yes I do.   A season keeper.  Something to snuggle up under  like a couple of seeds on a winter's night,  trusting in  a new season.

new wings working

But she's still here.

Wings have more than one use.   They might be a form of confidence.   Anyway, I made them a category.   I probably need to go back and link old posts.    But gee(eeee)  this blog is big.  Maybe I will just go forward.  

Touching blue

I'm in the blue.  Under the gentle guidance of the The Blue Fairy.   Learning to layer the blues.   I have 3 types of vats going. 

 And as always, my samples are gathering in  groups of nine.  Continuing my thoughts from way back here.   Color keepers.   The green was dyed over pomegranate.

And this is a beautiful post.

mist and mind

Non-stop drizzle, sort of warm but not quite, March is simply confusing so far. Spring hanging within reach. But not.  Just dampness. Dark days, many of them in a row, they blur me. Especially when there is no wind. There is no wind. 

I have lots of little what-iffings  hanging around. Little thoughts temporarily kept pinned together. Usually they spark more thoughts. Lately, they have just been hanging around. Multiplying , but then, collecting dust. 

I caught one thought clearly  this morning. Weaving Across Moons. (continued from here) I will do a bit more development on that concept  this weekend. It is a thought that has to do with ageing. Time. Linking past to present. Story. I am not getting any younger, and feeling it, so it seems appropriate to think about it some more.  Maybe I need a category for this one. After all they are sort of like self portraits I think. A series of them might make them more like that.

Hoping to find some time for the loom later today.  So much going on lately really. Or maybe just really getting older.  It does happen.

Note: I have reopened the enrollment for Contemporary Boro 2. Because of a lot of nice emails from a lot of nice folks and because I do not, to answer the question, plan to run this one again.  I will close enrollment 2 weeks before class begins.  Thank you for your warm enthusiasm. I hope all the folks signed up plan to participate. It is always more fun that way.

three things

1. A ring

2. A nine patch

3.  Brown. Walnut to be exact.

Set in stone. At least that is what I have planned. Doodled at the moment because it is Wednesday. Maybe a small series. Just to see how these things might fit together in sympathy with one another.

There are stones everywhere actually.  They have just crept in as some sort of anchor. To keep me grounded.