The Spirit of Standing Up.
I named it that.
I thought to leave it simple. But it is not simple really. The figure is embedded in goings on, context. The flow doesn't stop. You stand in spite of it. Hold ground. There is a lot more turbulence to come. Practice balance.
I love how the cloth has begun to curve in the areas of dense stitching. That's the nature of the cloth yielding to the spirit of the stitch. Ripples form. Pull things off grid. I named that part the learning curve. A new symbol perhaps.
The rain stopped but the leaky part of the roof almost fell in. Time must be taken to address the situation. Mend the hole. We'll give in and fix it. Hope it doesn't cost too much. Hope they don't have to open it up. It's a bit chilly for that. But February is sure to bring snow. And snow is wet and heavy.
