Spirit Cloth: components aka loose patches

I stray.

I sat with this stray that emerged Dancing in the Moonlight.

To celebrate the coming Moon, and to feel small while thinking big.

To stay light, because if I need to escape it will be easier to float above it all.

It's my habit, when working small, to stop and let small be held for a moment, by bigger. It is one of my easiest methods for composing. Considering a bigger picture. Catching the image for a moment. Adding it to my MindBank. That is where I store the reminders of how one thing might become another.

And I did do some storming over the past days. "Big" storming. Playing with words and associations, like I do. It is helpful. And fun actually. I was thinking about games. How others can make it more fun. And then how fun is often left out in artistic circles. How serious is often considered more intellectual and valuable. Already my Journal has become a patchwork. Loose re-emerges as how it just goes for me. Then holding it together becomes the challenge of useful. I am not talking about any of these notes today. Just putting them here. Because right now they are just here.

(I apologize, I forgot to put an alternative link to video yesterday, for those subscribed by email, you may just have received words)

Signed

The word Poof.

For the magic of appearing and disappearing. Though, I think, basically a kind of sudden unexplained change in what and where without a lot of why. And perhaps, a bit later, wondering how. More commonly though, linked to the disappearing part. As is nowhere, nothing. Gone.

I stitched a little patch of Poof back here. And I was gone for a while. But was I?

I worked around the patch "log cabin" style (which is like building a basket). I guess, because, for me, poof is a place. Maybe it's an in between place where I need not explain.

Anyway, a larger cloth. I had the 5" puzzle pieces prepared to be a frame of mind. And built the 3" poof to fit in the middle of a blank 9. A safe no place.

Poof as place