Spirit Cloth

She becomes a Bridge

This works right now.

I need one. A path from one thing to another. To fill in a Widening Gap. Now I can imagine being one. My self as a bridge between selves. I worked from that digital drawing from yesterday. Without looking back at it.  Her lower half, drawn in. Above her, stitched. I almost said "only sky". To myself.  How one thing becomes another always seems quite simple but it's not. Not if you know the story.

Here I am, with a fine list of Piecemaker/Ragmates, already enough to build a ring of safety. I will go through my emails in the next days... and to keep it simple on this side, answer you only if you have had questions and give you mailing instructions if you need to mail a check. Just to be clear, you can sign up anytime, pay any time (or not)and passwords will be sent a week before the Series begins.  If you want to attend, please remember to fill out the form by clicking the link in the Newsletter.  LINK TO NEWSLETTER. And please only pay/sign up for Part 1 because the rest is still forming.

I'll be quiet for a while now.

Here is Soul-o becoming a basket.

 

Again the Crossover

Weaving and Sewing.

Woven dots and other designs that use supplementary thread to make designs during the weaving process are often referred to as On Loom Embroidery. Probably I mentioned that before.

Here is a beauty I found in the scrap basket yesterday. And old cotton sheer with a soft red thread running across, caught at intervals, skipping across spaces, the float being clipped later, called a clip spot. On one side it appears as a dot, on the other side you can see how it is caught in the thin white weave. Looking through the cloth you can see the red thread and the dot elongates showing the structure.

I dipped this one to test the developing indigo yesterday. And I will send it to Hazel. She is already having fun with this idea since my last post about it.

I have so many cloth stories to tell. Probably because I have so many cloth friends.

And I did the first dip on the edge. Early this morning.

 

Compass and crossroads and vibrating outward

I have always been quite curious. About how form evolves. To express.

There are many old thoughts here, coming together crossing over.

This is good.