As the man landed in Turkey, there was a bit more fresh snow here. But then some sun and a bit of melting.
My impression was the vessels were being born of white. But then noticing they might seem to be appearing or disappearing, I began to consider birth from both sides. At which point I said "either one".
I bumped into basket self while stitching away today on WhiteNess. Again I couldn't decide if I was becoming more. Or less. I marked the spot with nine. Looks like January's cloth is moving into February. My birth month.
I have been on one side of online learning for a while now. I signed up for this just to have another point of view. Ulrike has taken several of my classes. It will be swell to trade places.
It is going to be 6 degrees tonight. Just the beginning of Big Cold. Before more Big Snow. And more Big Cold.
One layer of face. jude hill. 2014. while considering weave
Yesterday I made my last entry for Considering Weave. I thank you all, those who joined me in this personal journey. I have come away fulfilled and more sure of my way. I have removed the icon link from my sidebar here, so if you need access to the materials please use the student links page which can be found in the top menu bar. The forum closes in November. The Diary remains for as long as you need.
And here I am again,
...about to begin a new chapter in Just Going. A new form of quiet sharing. Slow. Small. A year of talking to myself. A new form of conversation. Comments closed. Heart open. Just a closer look. An experiment in the sense of conversation. Here, there and behind the scenes. Maybe just a cry for peace in my own way. To see how that might be for me and you.
So with the SHIFT on the 23rd, begins a year of Small Journeys. And an effort to present a clearer picture. More details. For those who would look closer. Listen longer. Without aspiration or pats on the back. Not asking much in return, just your support (thank you) in trying to make the world a better place through giving. Trust(is there an app for that?). For my art, I have realized, is destined to be nothing more really. No wordy mission statements, websites, exhibitions, claims or glory. For (almost) free. Just the art of sharing. Because you can't take it with you and I am no spring chicken.
Sometimes you just have to look yourself in the eye and say that's just who I am. And be done with all the bother.
With this effort, I believe this blog, my classes, What If and my story will become one. Less. And less will become more.
Taking a few days now to finish the cloth we call Home.
Begins June 21 and runs through Sept 21. 3 months.
This session of What if Dairies will follow my day to day creative flow. As I focus on weave. Weave as weave, weave and it's relationship to sewing, weave as a symbol. This is what I do. I pick something and think about it a lot and talk about that and make up a bunch of small studies and eventually my results end up as components in my work. This is not a classic weaving course. Although it will cover some basics of the process with the aim of presenting what weave is, as a structure. This is a free form investigation and you might follow along and participate or not. I am never sure where these small journeys will take me, I just go. Posting a few times a week or however it happens.
Registration will be open through the mid May.
This series is audio/video based with the addition of PDF journal pages. No assignments, no special equipment is required. A forum is available to post work interact with others but that is an option. Silence is honored.
Although I haven't spent a whole lot of time with cloth in the past weeks, I've spent a whole lot of time with my thoughts. I spent a lot of time looking around the web, but not a lot of time talking about any of it. I spent more effort to catch my impressions on paper. I asked myself whether or not to keep going with a lot of the online presence. I tried to understand why I do it. I tried again to understand attribution and inspiration and the sameness that comes from association. I wondered a lot about art and galleries and the drive toward fame and formalized presentation. I thought about art as business and how weird that is really.
But mostly I thought about art as self, and what you become in the process of going and choosing and revealing or not. So I just thought a lot, I guess. I let the thoughts float without judgement.
The sketch above is a combination of two symbols , the star which I use to express the wish which really has never been a want, but a vision that might redefine what is. And the basket, my symbol for some kind of timeless self. Here they intertwine, get woven together. Self holds wish. Wish supports self. The form excites me because it is less static.
I will be going forward with What If Diaries 2. I've pushed it back a bit. I've just changed my mind about how it might work. What it might be. I want to UnDo the same old thing. I hope to open Registration on March 1.
Sothis one. it's done, or as the fringe implies it actually keeps going. The naming evolved into Becoming Comfortable with Questions. or Just Considering I guess. That word Just is just something really. It pairs things down. Simplifies them. I have opened the shop and my existing work on your own classes are once again available. I will be adding a couple more in February. The work on your own kind. What if Diaries #2 has been put on hold for now ( yet renamed Just Considering Weave). My online class format and selling situation are changing. Expect some news about that soon.
I've eased into the year with new calm. And I have undone the jewelry. Just a little Un- Doing to start a ball rolling.
Soul-o is practicing being invisible while out in the open. I think we are in transition.
This morning, a side trip, another little Catchwork in process. A nine lives patch to celebrate the arrival and nurturing of Soul-o. Because it gives me joy to stitch a simple little thing. To celebrate another simple thing. The nature of cloth, I get it. The nature of the beast, I get it. Human Nature on the other hand, it sometimes baffles me. Keeps me on the edge of trust that i would really like to move past..
If you have signed up for one of my online classes, it is NOT really OK to publish the content of the private class site on Pinterest. Or any other public site. Did I need to say that? I feel this might be just common sense. But sense seems quite uncommon these days. Thank you for considering my sense of things.
.. and the Weaving that sometimes goes on in the background. And What if way more folks than expected signed up for Diaries? The What if series is sold out... just too big, too fast. The series has been extended and will run through the end of the year. Just to slow it down a bit. And give me a few breaks now and then. Thank you all for your enthusiasm. I am overwhelmed. Wow!