Spirit Cloth

It's All OK

Just Going. Always in motion, hard to capture. And just growing. Side by side. No rules except it's oK. The batik trees, in between two of my old patches, are by Teresa. She is off somewhere, but she'll be ok.... Read more →

Territory

(Yesterday's Lottery is closed. I will be in touch Monday if your name was picked) Read more →

What Guides us? There sure was a lot of wishing in April. There was, finally, (1)The Star with a Way Through It. (2)Old Feather Brows appeared. (3)And Suddenly a Tree! There were, as always, (4)Growing Pains. And ultimately a (5)Coming... Read more →

Thursday's Imperfect Circles

Or dots, as I more lovingly refer to them. I used to talk about dots a lot. Is the word circle a more adult, a more serious word? The curve of this wood, just part of the circle. My mind... Read more →

When it rains here

(And it has been raining. Still raining.) Things just grow. There is growth. New growth this morning. Salad. Right there on the steps. And growing pains. I woke up wondering ... should I take time off from the internet? To... Read more →

Just Puzzle Pieces

Probably because they are just always there. Little pieces. I walk by, and can't help myself. Might I be satisfied with this sort of thing? Fleeting Patchwork? A moment later, just a pile. The biggest thought I came a way... Read more →

The Need for Space

I wish I could explain this better. I am always in conflict about connection and being alone. There has never been anyway to resolve it. I just rock back and forth and rest when comfort comes. I have reached a... Read more →

..a.way.. Read more →

Away again soon. A few small cloths and a bit of thread in my pockets. These two, originally, simply, Cut from the Same Cloth. I saw them begin to branch out. Become more separate. But then, they suddenly became more... Read more →

April Showers

After a lot of slow rain... Suddenly new green. A simple method for the dyeing. The dyeing just to use stuff up, color thread, just to go in some simple way. While my mind wanders off like it does sometimes.... Read more →