the day is blindingly bright.
but the earlier sun was much appreciated.
i found this in the dryer. now free, like a little shooting star, it obviously broke loose from some old stitched thing.
i am rather sure it used to be here. i love how a bit if good stitching holds onto cloth. i think i will patch the hole with something else and let the star be free for a while. i am sure it will come to rest somewhere eventually... like a leaf.
mending can be like honoring a change of season.
So what if What If is just remodeled a bit? As some of you might have noticed, there has been a password on the What If blog for a while. Some of you have inquired as to what is going on with that. I have been redesigning it a bit to include some video. My plan is also to host the Cloth Whispering series from there... because it belongs there I think. I am actually starting the blog over again to make it more of a teaching tool and to make it more organized and to integrate it with this Spirit Cloth blog. So to make a long story short, I am changing things a bit, including my shop situation ( more on that soon) and access to What if will be restored on September 1st if all goes well.
Here I suppose I was asking what if circles could be square? And that works here. A nine patch of silk dots, mostly tiny remains of Dolce ribbon stitched to a fabulous gifted and altered Fortuny print fragment from Phyllis. These are the smallest dots yet, 1/2", done in peekaboo applique which I will be demonstrating over at What If soon.
A little bit of test Whispering.
Thank you all for your patience with my never ending seasons....
today is friday. the sun is out again. i did a bit of pruning this morning. to clear a path. i go see mom on fridays. we go shopping and have coffee and chat and tell stories old and new. we check the garden and we laugh. sometimes, well quite often, mom digs through some old things and uncovers little treasures from the past and shares what she remembers about them. it is a gathering of many lifetimes. almost a party even though it is just the two of us.
i have been gathering a lot of the tiny things i have collected in my lifetime. gathering them all in one place so i can allow them to meet and interact. a little game playing. some sort of ceremony. they are small but the keep big dreams.
i have selected a few stories to share with mom today. she loves to know what is happening with me.
...of course i am usually stitching all the while we are together and i am taking one of the stepping stone pieces today. a couple of stray bits and pieces have begun to solve this crazy puzzle. yes!
.....more thoughts on holding things close. little keepers for tiny magical moments. old sketches, new ideas.
If the path before you is clear,
you are probably on
someone else's.
-Carl Jung
