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Things are stacking up Again...I'll be dropping a few things in the shop here and there. I do not take reservations or commissions. Supplies are sold separately through the Threadcrumbs Shop. Link up top.
The man scanned and cleaned the hard drive. He has patience like that.
I stitched the lines (continued from here) I drew online while I was not online. (I did add another layer of harem cloth, I'll show that tomorrow.
I used the split backstitch using two strands of floss. For the sun lines I used short thread ends from the thread nest, varied shades of warmth. Because that is what I had. I like to use what I have and I realize it has given a certain form, style to my work. Anyway, I like the variation. And I like the difference in the two line styles, the difference in weight. Spacing. That seems to create some other sense of space. Depth.
At the same time I began to notice the triangles forming in the spinning overlapping ghostlines. I just drew another layer, another digital line over the photo. This time just one out of curiosity. And I see the star. Forming.
And a new kind of solar system.
The cold has moved in and it's time to rearrange the living/working spaces.
The dots. In constellations, indicate (or honor) a change in direction.
A system is kind of like connecting dots.
I made thread bead dots to mark the corners of the ghost square.I connected the elements in the nine patch like a square solar system around the the sun dot(star). Now I am looking while considering what I just wrote here.
Because one of a kind has always been how it is for me.
My original internet name was onebyjude. Before spiritcloth.
It was about handmade I guess. Not factory made. But also originality. In a softer way. Maybe the celebration of what moves through meus. How special that is.
Anyway, I rarely try to duplicate anything.
Handmade kind of insures that. Variation. Imperfection. Slow evolution. But not duplication. Sometimes I go with a thought more than one time though. I sort of copy myself. But not copy, continue. To witness evolution in my own path. To remind myself not to stand still. Of the opportunity to build on what went before. To feel the flow.
Note to self: Sharing thought, through teaching, is a way to expand it. Sympathetic evolution is not duplication. It is design mending when we feel free.
Two. Two bases. Again, but not really. The base process is simply that. Creating a foundation for thoughts and experiments. These are small but I bet I can cram a lot of small journeys into them. I suppose a lot of you have been through the Base Lesson over at Spirit Cloth 101. So I am doing the same thing really, here. Starting something. I added a bit of thin cloth. Harem cloth in this case. Because I have some here. I have a lot of it. And I don't think I need all of it. So maybe I can share some of it over at ThreadCrumbs in small bits as a free addition to some of the component packs. Just big enough for a little something. You only need a bit. No sense in buying a whole bunch of it before you try it. I've put a link to it in the resource list anyway. Up to you. I try to get away from more stuff. Hence the stray bits approach.
This is a patchwork base. Put together rather freely. Maybe I will make a few more using other methods. See how that leads me in other directions. I have already pinned these to the thin cloth. To begin to give the base some weightless substance. I switched to safety pins this last year, I stuck myself too many times. Besides I like the idea of safety. The holding. My next step is the glue stitch (the invisible baste).
A few things about Three. On the second base I stuck with the Three groups of Three. Across. I also used Three larger elements in the center vertically. To balance the horizontal flow I guess. But also to accentuate that in between standing thing. Which happened yesterday. I also added a new star idea. That square format that comes from patchwork. The one I like to call the wishing star. Simple. A square. I had dyed one before the vat expired. I used a couple of small square ceramic tiles, left over from redoing the bathroom, for the resist.
Again, just a simple walking stitch. It's path leaving a shaped trail. There could even be a story there. Later.
I dyed 3 more. To play with.
Couldn't stop one of them from beginning a spin.
There are many ways to make shapes on cloth. I've been dyeing. But while I wait for a new vat to ripen, I'll try a few more ways. One at a time.
And the last of the home gown indigo. Because the deer ate the last clump. Before it bloomed. No seeds. They ate the daisies too. Before they opened. That's it. The last garden. The planted kind.
I'm not exhausted, just Tired. Tired of dark days. But let's not dwell on that. Mom's words, don't dwell on that.
Ok. I noticed again the seasonal deck shibori. I closed my eyes and said across moons quietly to myself.
Consider how one thing becomes another.
And so with the last dips, that always work themselves more towards turquoise, I began to consider how one thing might become another. The indigo over rust. Moonish, but a bit like a world. And then I thought about worlds apart. Focused on the space between worlds. But then the line emerged on the fold that seemed to highlight the in between. And then, all the while trying to engineer a blurred edge. To soften the difference between what is and what isn't which always encourages what might become...I returned to some old considering of wings, how becoming is about living in between. Embracing not this or that but reaching outward in all directions blurring the edges of that and just going.
On thing might become another if there is enough time.
Vibrating outward is life.
SunMoonStars is a home base for witnessing change.
If we have enough time will SunMoonStars become anything. Everything?
Is focus really limited to itself, or just an anchor to the that which moves through us?
Can focus add the not just going to the just going. Intention?
Here. I like that the stitch seems to hold such intention. Running walking straight through it. Standing there.
Another wishing star. I need to gather some old thoughts about that. That personal symbol that developed over the years.
And finish this one.
Because it has been hanging around here forever.
It's been patched, cut, dipped, stitched, cut again, drawn on, dipped again... stitched again. And now reconsidered. Soft with going. Thin, yet very There. I'm finally giving it an edge.
This one is only 12" square, but it seems bigger. It reminds me of the first, sort of, quilt I ever made. It was a big star. I think I gave it away. Yes, before it was finished. Those were foggy times. I'll remember it by naming this one A Big Wish. Wishes can be bigger than they seem.