It's wonderful to see indigo wear in sympathy with stitch.
I ripped this in two just to see what might happen. In the spirit of curiosity.
Probably all we we all might explain what happened differently. Even though it is the same. And then to share that, might expand the experience. How is it that we might be convinced to lose sight of the beauty in that ?
So now it's way cold.
Not complaining, just saying.
I'm just sitting with this one. Wanting to do a video but it's just too cold in the studio. And not good at the phone video thing yet. Because we thought we wouldn't be here we didn't cut our own wood this year. Wood here is expensive and even more so this season, a story about that later. So not heating the studio.
I cut away the cloth around the figure because i was intending to make a pillow and then I thought... I don't need a pillow. So now it's a long cloth, a pathwork. I added this piece to the bottom, because it was there, like a puzzle piece. It just fit there.
This piece of cloth is old. You can see how it has faded. It was a pillow cover for a while. Sun washed. I got this cloth long ago on a trip to Paris. When I was working in the textile industry. Shopping for ideas to present to fashionable folks. And ideas for my mill to develop cloth from. Another cloth story to be told in detail soon. For now, it fits fine here. And I left the bottom edge open so I might slide some fringe in there. Like I do. To say "continuing".
And yes I did weave the cloth beneath. Right around 1974.
I plan (ha) to send out another issue of the Feel Free Newsletter early next week. Please, if you subscribe to this Newsletter, use an active email address. I have decided to begin this year's Sharing Series in February. I think I will start on my birthday. Details will go out in the Newsletter. This series is not Free. But Free Enough, which changes in the context of my ability to live on thread alone.
Actually, I stumbled upon these.
Looking for a stack of stars I stashed to use on the Endless Wishing Cloth, the spring/summer project.
I found these. Hiding in a basket. Resting.
Old hearts. Simply stitched to cloth-woven nines (this method, three strips each way on a foundation, lightly tacked). Some old stitching project suspended in time. The cloth weave creates such a soft bed for stitch. Especially when the cloth is old and worn. Just turned, line guided applique, (I use rough cut scraps and draw the heart, the turning line) Ragged, once just lazy, tips have become a symbol over time. No heart is perfect.
And this one has one turned edge and one ragged edge. But what I love is the fade that came from what I call seam shibori. Light and wear resist. The cloth from a garment. The darker side was inside for years, the light side faded from wear and light. Newer technologies prevent fading so we don't see this as much anymore. Maybe folks don't even keep things that long. Too bad. To know these things softens life. So anyway, my heart hearts are here, but I have to be Away for a while.
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