Spirit Cloth

Light and Dark in March

March. Sun and Magic. Focusing on that. Magic Sun Evolving. Your browser does not support the audio element. alternative audio link if you see no player. (Note: Indigo Dyed over Deb's hand dyed cloth and then stitched. Deb is a... Read more →

Into blueness. Or out of it.

Funny, sometimes, not always, that you find yourself mostly unchanged by all that flows through you. Here I am, while reconsidering becoming, back to the box. A smaller box even. The one inch square. Considering a 1/2" square. And breaking... Read more →

How it Becomes

She Becomes. She, being story, when you step back. I often fill in around a design. To mend it. Using the original base as a kind of foundation. Not always covering it completely but sometimes that too. My work often... Read more →

Ghost Lines

Some new version of ghosting yesterday. Ghosting is a term I began using way back here, almost at the beginning of the blog. I'd like to gather my past thoughts and make a page for it at Feel Free. Because... Read more →

Considering Sympathetic Form

And how magic might come to hold an unborn moon. and become like a basket. Read more →

The Magic Circle

A personal symbol. From the beginning. And now here. I am using a Double Running Stitch, (just added a page for that over at Feel Free. which when done in black and white, I call the Magic Stitch. video link... Read more →

Not Being There

One Loose Page from a little while back while this small piece was in a simpler form. These small figured pieces, the stray cat self portrait series, are a path to something else. Even though a path often leads to... Read more →

Nine for Dark and Light

The Magic of it. THE ROCKING Light. Dark. Day. Night. Life. Death. Appearing. Disappearing. Poof (appearing again). The rhythm of it. Like the illusion of knowing. And then. Not. I am here today, just to say, here we go again...... Read more →

Going and Keeping Track

So this linear Nine Patch... (back here as a path) I made another, in magic black and white. It seems to keep the old rhythm that rocks me in a new way. Something for in between. In between appearing and... Read more →

Light and Open

And still holding. What forms between appearing and disappearing is Magical. Leave space in your heart. It's a window. Read more →