The view to the sea is slowly filled with green every year in the month of May.
Inspired by how it goes, I did the same. Not a Mom style green, but more of a me green (thinking a bit about how that comes to be). Actually a piece cut from one of Dad's old shirts toned down by walnut. To patch it I worked from the the other side. Turning it to check the front now and then. I think I will work at making this reversible in some new way. So it won't be finished quickly. But it can be used while I am considering what comes next.
Meanwhile Soul-o has been practicing some ragged reverse applique.
As a cloth person, I can appreciate that. Might as well give it a name. Pawswork. An other version of CATchwork. I am sure we will see more of it.
I have been outside all day. Thinking and working with earth. At a loss for words. Exhausted. No stitching because I hurt my hand yesterday doing the same thing. My thumb. The swelling seems to be going down now.
I have these two cloths touching. On the wall. I have been walking by. Looking.
They are related. Or seem related. I will allow the patterns to overlap. Some already do. But the pieces will remain separate.
I've been remembering my symbols, and as I repeat them, noticing the pattern in that, how they have become a language system. Useful. A kind of alignment really. How they connect stories, small journeys. Make them continue one into another. I remember this wind, wing, motion symbol when it was developing here... and then the black and white, my symbol for magic. Might I use color variation I am asking myself. Would that expand my system of symbols? Considering color and form?
I have a lot of questions today. This is just one of them.