Spirit Cloth

Undoing orientation

The wall, sideways. In November. With more light than normal. After a long chilled rainy night, the sun is out. Almost blinding. I turned the photo. But really, maybe, I will hang everything upside down or sideways. It's cold but... Read more →

Winged things

Everything on the cloth I call HOME wants to become a flying thing.... there was a lot of becoming today. Typepad was down and I stitched and planted onions and stitched, and well, a lot got done. Mostly embroidery. A... Read more →

Rainy Day Being

The weather has turned. Rain, lots of it and cold coming. Another freeze tonight and a few cold days behind it. We need the fire today. The cloth I call HOME is on the table. One last corner to quilt.... Read more →

Home free

I think I will be able to finish this in the open air. Note: My facebook account has been hacked, linking me to all kinds of folks I don't know, so I will not be posting there for a while... Read more →

Free Falling in Cloth

Fog has lifted. I say it again. A large cloth is like a world. Like a world, it's a place where evolution is a given. As things adjust to place. Adapt. In this cloth that is like a world, things... Read more →

Home without words

Baba

So back to the characters that are part of the cloth I call HOME. (continued from here) Baba. Mostly chosen for its Turkish meaning, father, but really a most interesting word. On the right, as stitched on the Lion Quilt.... Read more →

thoughts on Inside Out

I stitched well into the night. I'm not really a night person. The man is. Not me. Maybe because I really feel out of sorts sleeping and waking when it is light out. Out of my element. Inside out in... Read more →

something like Holding Breath

I tend to treat quilting as a kind of surface management. Even though its simple purpose is to connect layers. Maybe more about quilting and layers later. But just to say that this picture shows how, after waiting a while,... Read more →