Spirit Cloth

Love

is like a river

and so is cloth.

because

...it's a beautiful cold shiny day and singing woman in under the needle again. And it is all one thing.

She has come together  without a lot of saying that could be said, but I still remember each moment.

I am putting together (or trying) a project tracker for the Forever Zone. 

I have come to realize the Poetry of Process.

With New Eyes.

I look forward to

considering/ reconsidering that.

 

It might be a little quiet here now, while I pull my selves together.

 

Something this simple...

Old drawings.

They make up a good portion of my loose pages.

This one, the original thread, one of my favorites. For so many reasons that are ready for reconsideration. But today, the angle of observation. The putting in perspective. Such a simple way to change a form. To create the illusion of depth. But then, perspective or point of view becomes an illusion, as does form. And so...(to be continued)

This drawing has many stories.

I put the PlaceKeeper back in the top menu bar, (links to follow) tried to clean up and delete old links that are no longer valid. Still work to do there. Maybe it will all change. Things change. People change. Focus changes. For now it's there. I am not so much of a web surfer anymore. Many folks have abandoned blogs and moved to Instagram, which I have sort of fallen out of love with. I mostly use it for shop updates. La La La. 

It may move above freezing this afternoon. Currently a balmy 19 degrees.

there was time for thoughts

There was a 4 hour wait, in the hospital. 

Kindly, they gave me a private place to wait. I considered limitation. I tried to make a recording but the double mask was limiting.

All went well and it is just a matter of time. And stuff to do. My dental pain has gone which makes it all seem smaller.

No time for talking but I did come away with limitation is the cornerstone of form.

I also spent a moment thinking about the difference between a Doodle and a Drawing. I call the difference a Joodle. But that is mighty personal as a word. I'll get to it.

Today I will attempt to switch my email service for blog posts. I do not know what will happen. I will attempt to migrate the mailing list. We will see.  You may have to subscribe again if you stop getting my posts. All I can say is whatever. 

I will be going forward with the final part of Patchwork in Perspective. Everything in Perspective. All I can say again is whatever. Soon enough.

The last few months have been filled with so much sad news. At least a new season is around the corner. 

New word in 2022

By breaking up the ground she stood on, her going, growing, was softened as if she re-formed in sympathy sempathy with something more liquid. Making for a more Peaceful Transition. 

Sempathy is my new word. And I think it might be a new word. Derived from sympathy and empathy, a transitional word that combines me and all of you/everything in a new way. Sempathetic Evolution then.

I used a fragmention field here, on the bottom and have added that to my Spirit Cloth Language glossary over at Feel Free.  This year I will be focusing on completing that glossary. Because I simply need to look at it as a whole.

...there was a small gathering with 

only as much wine that would fit

in a turkish tea glass.

we slept well.

Happy New Year.

love.

And yes, still fog.