Spirit Cloth

cloudy day

...the edge of a hurricane is hovering here.  no sun.

...it is damp and blurry .

...the dots are losing their crisp borders.

... and i seem to be back in that fuzzy state.  pen and paint on damp muslin.

continued here

dot dynamics

it is a dreary day. as i continue my thoughts on positive negative i am working with two styles of dots. one is the empty space, the hole ( from what if #162 ) .
and the other the solid mass. sphere like.
... i also like the idea of dots as fasteners. connecting things in the process of  filling a space that wasn't even there before.

friday

....off to mom's with the dot sampler that is changing with the season.

doodle thursday

catching up because i slept through doodle wednesday.  a plan for twins. and a cool breeze.

... and just a heads up, sara has a new blog.

quilting rest

this morning i uncurled from a restful sleep. it was quite early, before the first bird sang.  i was thinking about how good it feels to be rested.  i was thinking about that fuzzy state ( thank you Karen).  in a fuzzy state everything melts together.  the edges are softened and focus is somewhat lost and regained as bigger picture.  i remembered the roof dots, soft spots, my friend velvet... and i remembered how we grow.
a bit of green velvet (now the keeper of the fuzzy state) changed everything.  it is obvious to me now that the center of a gentle and productive journey is a soft spot.  a place to rest.

with renewed energy i do not scurry to finish.  i continue.