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.

 

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Territory

 

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

 

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 Together.

These are for sale. The star $25. The strays $75.00. They are not quite done, but will be soon.

Shipping is free in the USA. $15.00 everywhere else.

 

 

A Little ThreadCrumbs Game...it's more fun this way.

 

Pick one.

 

Send me an email.

Names in a hat Basket.

 

 

I'll be in touch on May 1 if your name was picked. I accept personal checks (USA only) and PayPal.

 

Have a good weekend.

 

 

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 completed the rest. Wood. To my son, wood is like what cloth is to me. I think of him. How this helps me know him. Trust him.

I didn't burn this piece. I save it for looking.

The cloth here, except for small scraps, is stored like this. Curled. It makes it seem quite human. Resting there.

The Earth Dot Cloth is a quiet cloth in the Sanity Series. Silk is more fluid. Harder to handle. Prints and seams shift and slide. Sometimes I baste it to something else to stabilize it. But here I wanted the silk to speak in this way. To be as it is as I stitch, yet still accommodate the sense of natural order that calms me.

There is not much continuity to my April. Maybe time will tell me why. Ha, really it doesn't matter. A big Jack Rabbit just hopped across the deck. No pictures,he was too fast.

Today, I really like this.

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 see what it might be like going back to that kind of life. I have seriously forgotten that life. It's been so long. It's not that I don't enjoy blogging. It's that I am curious. I remember a while back when I was working in New York City, commuting every day. I was in a crowd, we, like a sheep, all moving in the same direction, packed into a subway tunnel. Not JUST going.

All of a sudden I stopped. Stood there for a moment and turned around. They oozed around me. Kept going.  I walked the other way and got on a train and went home. I never went back. Which is not my intention here. But it was not my intention then either. It's just the way it happened. And it amazed me really. It was just time. To change directions. That is how I came to be here!!! It's quite amazing isn't it? How it might go? Or not. Just thinking.