Spirit Cloth

to Hold and be Held

Basket Sense

Making sense of self. I continue to let the image form. I learn from image. Form.

It is sort of three things. For me.

Basket.

A sense of  self.  A sense of what self might hold. A sense of what might hold self.   Sense is personal.  No one else needs to understand. Until you understand, then you might share.

It is snowing. Cold. Again. The studio, the quiet room closed. Not because there is no wood. Just because I am tired of keeping so many fires burning. And I don't need to. 

This morning, the curve of the path out seems the rim of a bigger basket. Bigger than my sense of anything yet considered.

Nice and Old - part 2

Old shoes...

And sky light.

Nice and Old

A beautiful  cloth from Indonesia. 

Very striking with the combination of warp ikat and discontinuous supplementary weft  patterning.

This textile , like a few I have here combines both natural and synthetic dyes.  The natural colors have faded greatly in contrast. And changed the look of the cloth over time.

Handwoven. With an interesting personal asymmetric and imperfect approach to patterning. I've always loved that. It holds the story of the maker.

Now older and well loved. 

Which makes it even nicer.

 

I have neglected ThreadCrumbs, the place I made to document my cloth collection.  Because cloth inspires cloth. In this year of renewed UnDoing, I will be further lessening the piles here and sorting and consolidating, with not so future plans for relocating. And so also documenting will continue before I forget the stories of the bits of cloth that are still here. I need to clean up this process, fix links, fix photos, change the format a little, make it useful as a resource. 

This cloth, along with a lot of others, is huge.  I need to clear some wall space for photos.  Soon. As the weather warms.

 

 

Clarification

Three. Pages.

Three is always more indication of going than two.

So I am just looking at these three today.

Two weeks and a day.   A day that seemed bigger than a week.

Note to self: Dividing space gives me a sense of time. As place.

 

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