Spirit Cloth

wave storming

 

Dense fog this morning. A relatively warm day.

I need to finish planting bulbs. 

Some parts of circles can make boats too. And sails I have some of those... most of what I had here was just pinned. So I can switch them around. I needed a small fleet this morning. A community at sea. What if a community doesn't depend on location? There are also those who got left behind. 

Fog over a small journey.  Fog can be dangerous at sea. And also , I imagine, very beautiful. 

I am not trying to be clear here, just dreaming. Enjoying the fog then.

Just simple what-iffing

It wasn't a plan but when he said, what if you make the living room into your studio?, it took me about 15 minutes to make the changes.  The only big window.  Oh yeah, feeling more like home.

Patch Play du jour. 

And I forgot about the sailboats from a while back, just found a pile of them waiting for stitch. I guess I could use the tips of triangles for waves. Way back they were mountains and even tee pees.  It's amazing what you might do with simple shapes. But I guess that is at the root of patchwork.  And I have probably said that so many times before.

Oh gee, what if I could make a houseboat?

Moving the studio has me sorting through piles again.

I feel a loose patch party coming on. It's the silly season anyway. I need to order some wine. 

There's not much wall space in this new studio spot, but the hallway could work. I need to look at all the loose dyed patches together. And the basement is cold. I will warn him, there will be no escape from my madness now...

I will calm down after the new year. 

I'm late posting today, so this will probably get delivered tomorrow, what day is it anyway?

Just November

There is no storm today.

But there sure are a lot of leaves.

The lightness has changed.

And I am , again, thinking about community.

And how easily that can fall apart.

How confident we can become.

But in perspective, well being, well, it might really take a village.

These simple pair-ings reminded me. What if I just spend some time connecting a few loose patches. A little building. An exercise in usefulness. An end of the year round up with scraps of self.  Just these little connections reassure me. End of the year beginnings.

Just Here

I am here.

Just building a path.

To what?

To what's next, I guess.

72 aka Path.

The colors look funny here but hey...

things are not always as they seem. 

Maybe we might even rest in that for a while.

just that small twist...

Not just black and white, but light and dark. The magic in contrast.

If you squint your eyes, less colorful.

I changed up a few pairs with 2 that I had leftover from something else. I remember talking about this concept way back, but hell, if I could remember where it was... does it matter?  It stays with me. And it softens contrast while holding the pattern.  It rocks between appearing and disappearing. It is so true.

So today I call this 12. For the 12 Pairings. Until tonight when it will become 13. I was going to save up a bunch of pairs over time and then sew them together in blocks but I decided I like the way it unfolds day by day. Of course I might just shift the placement now and then. A ripple in time. This cloth will become big, behind the scene. I will show it now and then. Simple and not much more to say , except 2 1/2" squares, until it needs a backing.

We are painting the dark brown wall on the porch white, to reflect more light. 

And the Dye Po(e)t is waiting.

I can just look at it for a while. Probably till fall.  I think I will try to build some sort of outdoor fire pit. There is no wood-stove yet, just that shitty fireplace insert and a not so functional chimney. Getting some estimates. If it costs too much we will just use the heat. It's ok.  Maybe give the wood away to someone who needs it. Finish some blankets...maybe wait till next year.

I think it's time to review where I am on large cloth making.

See ya Wednesday. Have a good holiday if that's your thing, but really not sure why anyone is celebrating America at the moment. Yup, that's what I'm thinking.