Spirit Cloth

Reviving the Dye Po(e)t

There she is, holding the earth and the sky (and me) all at once.

Indian Summer has taken hold, at least for a bit.  The most glorious of days.

Just to test the water really, the water that rises from this earth.

Here, almost dry. (there is a little video over at Instagram of the same) This was a quick, (impatient) bundle around a can, silk noil. Dogwood leaf, Oak leaf, Coreopsis, fresh Indigo, some flowering Weed. The bath, soaked acorns plus some concentrated leftover walnut brew that I actually carried here because I have not found a source here yet. A quick cook, like 20 minutes, a quick cool and unroll.  Just to see, actually. The water here is way different and I don't remember getting these great turquoises from bundling indigo before. I will continue leisurely as windfall increases here. Let them cook longer and cure a bit. Just to know. The Japanese Maple is turning.

I cooked this in the kitchen, the windows were open yesterday. Maybe we can build a little outside fireplace while it is still warm. There is certainly enough rock to work with. It is awfully dry here though, at the moment. I keep that in mind.

My energy is surging. Perhaps I have just accepted this unlikely spot as home. Acceptance is powerful. Loose the baggage I say to myself. 

Also, there was a quick sketch.

 

On the edge, Change

Just let the cloth breath the new cooler air.

Yes, that pile of wood is still there.  It's fall here. The shift.  I can smell it.  Feel it.  Hear it.  Can't really see it yet.  No chimney fix, no wood burning stove yet, wood is not the issue.

Spirals on the earth edge. I like drawing them, they become scribbles. Doodles. The border which is still only 2 layers, unlike the center that is already a sandwich, will be stitched with spirals. Split Back Stitch. 2 stands of floss. Slow work.  I will add the third layer to the edge, indigo dyed I think, after that stitching is done. I will then quilt using the spirals as a guide, in white, bringing the pattern to the other side, like swirling constellations. At least that is what I imagine.  These spirals, I think they will take 2 weeks to complete. Early mornings and evenings. I usually do not measure the time. I did. Just to see if I understand my slowness. Of course, it doesn't matter how long it takes. 

The edge of a quilt is often a binding, a frame, a way to finish. Even an after thought. For me the border is often a focus. Maybe on what's next. A ring of vision.

Tendency

This is me. And the tendency to complicate.

I woke up in a frenzy. This is how my mind interferes with simplicity.

Tendency, is it linked to need? Or habit? Form is fluid. Choosing makes things seem more static, permanent. More useful to others maybe, that's all. It all settles out into everything.

I'm never sure if I can ever explain how clear this is to me.

72

Now aka Path

Still the color is not good. But I am not focused on that right now.

Probably you will need to click on this to read it. You can do that while I am talking ( click on the audio link first), because dammit, I refuse to give up.

 

alternative link to audio if you see no player.

If the audio cuts off, try switching to another browser. Firefox ans chrome seem ok. 

♥