Spirit Cloth

Hunker Down and ReConsider Safety

I am having issues with the internet again so I cannot upload video today. I am not going to dwell on it really. On the heels of yesterday then...pinned to Sanity. A Wom(b)man's Cloth. Womb Woman's Apron. I added the... Read more →

Hunker Down and Work with Where You Are

Wednesday. Robe day. I've been enjoying the pics on Instagram and seeing where you are. Where am I? I ask that a lot. Sometimes as soon as I rise in the morning. But here, today, I am still at where... Read more →

Hunker Down and Appreciate the Ordinary

Just a few moments to reflect. I did not plan to focus on the Robe thing in such detail here in "Large Cloth". But how it goes is simply how it is. And I let you lead me my friends.... Read more →

Hunker Down and Shelter in Cloth as Place

This, again, is the bird robe. Today. A large cloth project from way back, that I still shelter in. Just appropriate for the times. Some folks have expressed interest in making a simple robe. Have asked about the method. I... Read more →

Not Counting Sheep

I've not been sleeping well. Counting sheep is not working. Ok, I thought, maybe counting something else. When you are counting, trying to measure a lot of something that's already there, you might start anywhere, just going through them all.... Read more →

Hope it Snows

Just waiting for it to snow. Before it, shortly after, rains. Filled the feeders. Stacked wood on the porch and indoors. Went to the market at dawn to avoid the storm rush. Now, stitching. Can't believe there was no Snow... Read more →

One at a Time

That Robe. Continuing. Robe weather is approaching. To catch them. The symbols. And repair at the same time. The magic dot. Was #1. The first consciousness of component/symbol as a way to build story cloth... Just one old example... and... Read more →

How you might take it with you

The need to make it more human has come over me. The bird robe, it needs mending. And I think it might be a home for all my symbols. A way to carry them. Forever. For surely this garment will... Read more →

These old jeans

At a loss for anything to say today. But then there is always something to do. And then something to say about it. So. These old jeans. They are well worn and often neglected but loved even more because they... Read more →

TwoGether

Together. Like one. But Two always. I used the last of some old roll of magic. Sometimes things run out. Get used up. Sometimes you can make more. Depends on what's on hand and whether your heart's in it. I... Read more →