Spirit Cloth

stretching color

I love how this plant offers so many variations of the same color during its summer cycle.

And I love how Heike packages here natural dye packs, just a perfect range of soft change. A real treat.

in between colors

...one of a few adventures into colorlessness. found, stitched and yet undyed. gotta go somewhere, see ya later...

just talking to myself

This is just a little test for my new teaching format which has begun to come together... The video itself is not part of the series, but just an in process chat that the Man used as a sound test while I was working on my beast class giveaway, which is, by now, already complete and on its way to a new home.

Video can be so tricky, testing, always testing. The bell you hear ring towards the end is my blackberry. I forgot to turn it off.  

I liked the outline idea so much I figured I would share it, since it is recorded, and I have indeed begun to prepare some of that colorless patchwork mentioned, to continue with.

The heat has returned, there is a a funeral to go to...and I hear there is a hurricane headed this way. Expect a few interruptions here. Maybe. It's ok, I have a lot of little squares to sew together and they fit in my pocket.

regenerating

And so  even though I have a little more of this fabric in the bin, it was this the tiniest leftover from something else, just a little piece, still so identifiable, a scrap of cloth  that fell  onto this piece in its early stages, fraying a bit more as I worked and glued it all down with stitch. And as i came upon it this morning, I looked at it with some sadness, sorry to see it disappearing, wondering how to use it here. And then almost in the same moment, joy!, with a bit of consideration, poof!, it was reborn into a livelier version of itself.  I will take some extra gentle time to nurture this.  This indeed is a magic feather. Isn't this what we do? How we continue? There is always some small piece to hold onto. Be careful what you consider trash. What if things die only if we let them?

Today i like this and this.

as the dust settles

The light is changing. A few steps into in between on this Sunday. Dust settling could be the title for this one. But it is not settled yet. So who knows? I find I am starting to discard the concept of direction.

Maybe redirection is on my mind. And how that might be ever present. Unless you consider the moment. Which may not exist beyond just its consideration. 

I have no frame of reference today. my mind is dust. The unsettled kind. 

This cloth is so light, I keep stitching to give it substance. It feels like mending the holes between moments. Each one redefining the shape of things. This is giving new meaning to spaced out. Today, a square is made of dust.