Spirit Cloth

Cloth Ode to Gentle Form

gentle sanity

 

Thank you all for a fine year

filled with kind attention.

May we go softly forward.

In Peace.

Considering, Reconsidering and Just Going

 

Almost 2016. Patchwork. Considering that.

Grid.

Reconsidering that. And blanket. And holding center. Vibrating outward.

Many things might be considered at once. It's always that way I suppose.

But what I'm considering more often these days is Considering itself.

I like the word Consider.  It has a softness. A lack of judgment.  Defined as thinking carefully  before making a decision, I am thinking maybe not even needing to.  And Reconsidering is like a return to this soft beginning. A way to continue without rejecting.  It is just about going. Considering is like taking a step toward something. Leaning in.  Reconsidering is a kind of step away. A rocking outward.  There is a quiet rhythm to it. This process. Small Journeys that add up to something. Anything. Anything is OK.

On the right, the beginning of the first perpetual grid cloth that I talked about yesterday. A cloth about dividing space. The center. Just white cloth, white seams, 9. Today's Nine. On the left, looking at a Long Time, continuing from here. In between. Me. As a doodle.

See you next year. 

Melting Down

Rain. Rain every day. Maybe forever?

You never know. And it could be snow. So Rain. Dark, Dripping.

 

Nest of Days merged with Holding Pattern for a moment

It was technology meltdown day. Problems have consumed me. But I managed after 8 hours to upload an audio. 

  

audio link if you see no player

And now it is almost dark.

And still raining.

But it could be snow.

Emanating

The chill moved in last night. Not a big chill, but chilly enough.

The fire felt real good.

I extended this InBetween stray aka Holding Center and Vibrating Outward. Continued from here. Because I thought...vibrating outward might make me like a candle in some way.

 

Today it is warmer. Tomorrow will be colder. It might take me all winter to stitch this little cloth. A little bit each night before sleeping.One split stitch at a time.

It has become like drawing.

I might lose the pen and just go.

I am rocking back into food, family and wine. See you later.

 

Seems stitch, food, family and wine are compatible.

Long Time

 

In this coming year it will be 10 years blogging.

Imagine that.

I managed to stitch some longer rectangles, not squares. Actually 2 of the original sized squares combined. Nine. Six dark. Three Light. Which made today's nine a longer cloth. The basis for a small journey. Longer nights into longer days. And then some new decisions. This is a phone photo. A phone with not the greatest camera. Because I have lost my other camera. (don't even ask) So for now, less quality. I am thinking it doesn't matter. I am thinking maybe I will draw pictures for a while. I am thinking a lot of things. You can imagine.

Back here, I talked about taking the figure out. And today I am looking and thinking about that again.

I used the back of some black printed linens and cottons here, because I like the sketchiness of them. Caused by the fact that the dye doesn't evenly penetrate to the other side. Funny how not knowing that might simply lead you to thinking they might be the "right" sides.