I'm mending this quilt again, so I can wash it and pack it.
I never did finish the eyes on some of the cat blocks.
Again I am reminded that I need new eyes.
And the older less "art" driven cloths are my favorites.
Because they were just blankets.
Joy is a simple thing.
Mom.
In a pool of Silk Velvet. The cloth mentioned in yesterday's cloth.
1949 I think...
And that cloth from yesterday,
now in the context of Summer's arrival.
How much season is part of us.
So it is happening.
In no easy way, but unless the deal falls through, we have sold the house.
Before we have a place to go.
My life is in pieces.
Today I played a bit with photos, because at the moment, no time for cloth. But it is the same isn't it? Design Mending. Making it look like it feels. How it is for you. Trying to share that?
Feeling it, some sort of altered reality. I'm going to need a lot of thread to keep the pieces together. But I have a lot of thread.
Part 2 of Patchwork in Perspective will begin with me as a loose patch. Shall I go for it? Or cancel it?
