Spirit Cloth

Using Them

Stuff accumulates. But little cloth things are useful.

Use them I said. Ok I said.

These.

Leftovers. They seemed to be sitting there wishing for a home.  Now, on the edge of Endless Wishing. Which probably won't be the edge for long. Vibrating outward has become a habit. I'll glue stitch them there and embellish them later. Or not.

emBody

Dear jude,

 

When I consistently work for myself with no other motive, this truth become evident.

Morning Through Cloth

Thinness.

The window ceremony.

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This cloth is being built by Working Outward. And I will be cutting away some of the cloth behind the center woven component to even things out.  I often decide to do this based on how the cloth feels. The drape of it.

But let me talk about Lightness...

 

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So, I'll do that cutting away. To let the light in.

To see through things is to know them better.

I wish to know them better.

Thinking in Advance

The center of Endless Wishing is basted.

All pins are gone. Like most larger cloths I often quilt the center before I extend it. Not always but often. I do this because it is easy to get at. Easier to handle. And often how the center is stitched sets the tone for the rest of the cloth. Again, just my approach.

I will still need to sit with the cloth and consider it's weight and thickness, before stitching.  Perhaps I'll talk about managing layers a bit.  But I just added a video to the QUILTING page over at Feel Free. Part of my organizing. I used a similar collage method in the video and I will use a similar quilting method here. The video has been included here as well:

 

Kantha Style Quilting from Small Journeys

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It will be hotter than hot here today.

Time Passing

Cloth not on the wall.

Evidence of cloth on the wall, many times, remains.

This would be an interesting gallery installation, no?

Endless Wishing is out flat for basting. Glue Stitching. And then I will extend it. Make more room for wishing. Maybe not too much. Enough to imply always enough.

I slept a lot but broken. And woke up tired. Or is it confused?  It might be not so obvious allergies. This strange cold spring and now a heat wave beginning.  And then the moon. Maybe that.

Speaking of season, in this 66th year I see myself older, becoming more like my mother. Which promises to be the strangest season yet.