And here, now, a bigger picture.
It's a bit like sitting at the laundromat. The washer and dryer are in an alcove to the left. An alcove that they do not quite fit in. We thought to move them to the basement. We don't need to, just want to. We thought, we could build the opening out a bit. Put a door, or even a curtain. But right now, gee, I'm just in grateful mode. Grateful for such a luxury, the washer, the dryer (probably tho, the clothesline will get more use). So to honor them, I sit with them for now. Thoughts of venting the dryer heat inside makes sense.
I have moved the table, changed its orientation, so there is a corner to sit in with sun at my back. A sewing chair then, for now. The other chair, for looking out. I think this is the winter studio really.
Laundry is cloth right? oh ha! I do honestly love washing and ironing, maybe that's why. It's like honoring Cloth. Caring.
This morning, with coffee, honoring two friends. A little pairing to bring them together. A Glennis moon. Some Richard Carbin vintage blues from Japan. I honor them. For their dedication to work and family. Their honesty. Their generosity. Their authenticity. I will cobble this together, using a scrap of my own blue to block out part of the ikat pattern on the bottom. To make it look like a landscape. Good people are like a place. To rest.
Oh and I made a little valentine. Nine for Love.
