It was Dad that taught me what little I've been taught about composition.
Or perhaps I just remember it that way. What's been useful to me.
Art school was not useful to me. Maybe because I was distracted. I think it reminded me of high school, where all my self esteem got jumbled up with competition. And pimples.
This, that Stray Abstraction, turned out to be more of a Stray Distraction. From anything and everything. Maybe CobbleCloth might come to mean just that. Patching a daydream. With a basket of misfits, and a little time to consider. Even the stitching was done using short threads from the nest (the original ThreadCrumbs). The parts are all there I suppose, floating in the fog of mood.
And with Dad's advice... "...a good composition works in any direction, you might be surprised..."
A Spirit of Distraction I think, aka Free Falling.
And I am. Free falling. Through this month of February. Knowing I will land somewhere eventually. And keep going.
The roof is not fixed. We've been informed we need to wait until the temperatures rise. And it needs to be the whole roof. We will cobble together a new plan. Think outside the box.
Some old eye. On the wall for so long now. A cloth woven block, cut to form a mask with a bit of patchwork underneath. Cropping, cloth style. A kind of ragged reverse applique if you look at it generally. Basic Ragged Mask applique is described in Spirit Cloth 101.(I'll have a lot more to say about that soon) The cut out was a circle. Pinched and folded on the sides to shape it like an eye.
Applique is a big category. I realize that it is bigger than I have ever expressed. And more than that, Patchwork is much broader than usually presented. In my head anyway.
As I move toward the new Feel Free format, I will start from scratch in a way. This blog will remain my day to day. The building of the site will roll along with reference here as it applies. I have a community gallery in mind if you are interested. We can talk about that.
I squint my eyes when ideas form. Looking is more wide eyed. Seeing is a cropping exercise. Refining, measuring focus, framing vision. Considering many angles.
I need about a week to get some stuff done. A roof repair, a doctor's appointment, a visit to Social Security, a small journey to see my boy. And some technical learning curve. I might be posting but let's see how it all goes.
It has been easier for me just to continue. Continue some small journeys past, rather then start something new. I am feeling better now, now realizing how not well I was for the past weeks. And this has spaced me out. The reflecting on that. Health. Wellness. Age. What's important.
This one above, all the components from the original Sun Moon Stars workshop, now available through Feel Free. I pulled them together and framed them with more cloth. Now NeedleChanting (how I express slow stitching) my way through.
I'm looking at both of these together. The newer one on the right. Looking. Noticing the similarity in color pallette. Looking for other common senses. Like floating. I will work on the both, back and forth until I can bring my selves together.