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the big blue hosta is in bloom this morning.
i never noticed before how the petals of the flower are ribbed like the leaves.
this morning is also the is the first time i have seen the leaves as a quilting pattern.
i finally got around to the whitewashing . because of some ugly water damage and because i need less color for a change. painting everything white is almost ceremonial. in the beginning there was probably less color anyway.
deep breath.
(audio link in case you do not see the player above)
to emerge from the chaos with the smallest clue and to tell that story. i believe that is what it is.
Posted on June 18, 2011 in hands, less, life, problem solving, seeing through things, space, studio, the real journal project- loose pages | Permalink | Comments (59)
day by day in the shop. spiral rock painted by a woman in the forest.
all shop updates will be here from now on.
Posted on June 16, 2011 in suns | Permalink | Comments (23)
there will be a few changes going on here over the next few days. just moving a few little things around and organizing. redesigning a bit. on the blog. in the studio.
just gathering all my loose cyber-threads and securing them in one place. fixing leaks, organizing scraps. redefining home. you know.
Posted on June 16, 2011 in design mending, home, less, life, problem solving, redefinition, studio | Permalink | Comments (34)
or a long night. or both. however you look at it. a new star on some old blue, a moon applique (part of one) on some indigo dyed linen and a square sunrise or sunset (a heavily embroidered fragment from earlier years (1970) stitched by me while goofing off in college). just a moment's reflection. aligned and held in place on some old kimono silk with thread. and a bit of silk fringe from indonesia. a long place keeper. there will be a few things available in the shop tomorrow. not sure what time. cloth will float into the shop from now on, depending on the wind.
woad seeds. from here. they sure are pretty. a good kind of weed to have i figure.
this morning, a cat thinking inside the box.
i will be getting rid of the cloth whispering page and moving things back here. one place , home, is enough. what was i thinking? i will also be taking down my resource page, i am inundated with advertising requests and i don't want to be that. I will go back to linking when appropriate and use the category product reviews instead. i plan to integrate what if and threadcrumbs as well...so some changes over here these next few days. and summer hours planned. just some blog mending.
i will begin posting for 21st Century Rags tomorrow. for those who have already signed up, passwords will be issued late in the day. this is a whispering workshop, which means i will be dribbling things in over the next 2 months, but you can sign up anytime, follow along or catch up later...
later....
Posted on June 14, 2011 in 21st century rags, design mending, home, links, mending, problem solving, product reviews, redefinition, space, threadcrumbs, what if | Permalink | Comments (48)
and so you take everything down again and hang up the large cloths. coma and magic. and now you step back and they seem like smaller cloths. that need to be connected.
and you step back in to look at the center of coma (which is not where it started) . you see it. the birth of nine.
you realize that everything before and since then has been connected. you think about the back and front and out and in and night and day and through. and nine. you zoom in on magic. you realize it is already there.
you are ready to continue knowing there is no real permanent space between things. no real things then. perhaps just a sense of density.
These things, these artworks, these contests, these exhibitions, these competitions, these so called proofs of accomplishments. they mislead us. they widen the false sense of space between moments of great realization. they tempt us with something not as fertile as heart.
so this is where i am today.
out in the garden harvesting some beet greens for dinner
and putting more compost around the japanese indigo patch.
nothing like a real gentle all night rain.
and some good earth that you worked so hard to build.
Posted on June 13, 2011 in Becoming more or less, ceremony, COMA, continuing aka Just Going, edges, garden, hearts, home, indigo-Spirit Cloth Blues, large cloth, life, looking, magic, ninepatch, quilt stories, small journeys, space, the magic cloth | Permalink | Comments (54)
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung