Spirit Cloth

Good Morning! Just a little Long Cloth. Unrolling some of the small things from small cloth, cobbled together before and during the move. This, Just a Simple Place. (in the Threadcrumbs Shop this morning) Settling in for a cold weekend.... Read more →

The Circle of Selves

The beasts, I use them, to catch and understand my innermost thoughts, I guess. I've been concentrating on knowing the stray cat. The stray cat in me. But the lion came first. That first Spirit Cloth. And the lion is... Read more →

Moon Face Resurfaces

Some of you have followed for so long. Remember MoonFace? I suppose this patched format was the original "stray cat" format, although I was mostly thinking lion back then. Something more comfortably wilder. I made this one as part of... Read more →

Again

Off Wandering. Going is a circle so I'll be back eventually. If I can get to it today, I'll be making some changes to Feel Free. If not, I'll do it later. For all you Ragmates interested in my new... Read more →

Ancestry

Moon Faced Moon Face goes back. She is in Wendy's Studio. The moon faced beast. It's a lineage . Of selves. Eventually they became the stray cat series. They are all related. They are lion like. They evolve. Across moons.... Read more →

a postcard from the edge

Solitude 1890 Jean-Leon Gerome Read more →

Hello March

Yesterday down at the Northport pier. A cold walk. Warmer dreams. We imagined the glacier might be receding. Not. This morning, a weather alert and another winter storm to hit this afternoon and last until tomorrow. The icy kind. Power... Read more →

ReConsidering Longing

Yesterday. When I let fear go I uncovered Button Face in the Wilderness. AKA Miles From NoWhere and now Longing. The second cloth from here. These two were rolled up together. Inside the one I call Shelter. And now I... Read more →

Sunrise on December 2

Old Blue Eyes

One thing I like about the lion quilt is there is no right-side-up. The beasts are placed to meet you head on, no matter which way you are going. There is no escape. I am still talking to myself here... Read more →