With anticipation, going through stuff.
Spring Cleaning will be BIG this year. A ceremony.
As season has come to mean so much more.
This is Mom. Mom always said "smile". I inherited my innocent optimism from her. She also said, a lot, "it'll all work out".
This is a piece of patchwork.
It's an old what if, and I am gathering those to be reconsidered.
The thin silk was hard to handle. In the end, the struggle is not only evident, is it is downright beautiful.
As I unroll and hang old work for looking, Old touches New.
I guess since I did the rolling, this unrolling(ceremony) is that.
What I love about this picture is the new square that has appeared as a reflection on the glass over the old drawing. It's like a portal. A square one. Like a new puzzle piece, I will consider it as a new kind of window in the box I put myself in.
I'm very busy getting my thoughts in order. so please be patient with emails and such.
It did, it snowed a bit.
I'm celebrating. Stitching across an old moon.
Thread beads. But today I will call it the Snow Stitch. Frame of mind.