With anticipation, going through stuff.
Spring Cleaning will be BIG this year. A ceremony.
As season has come to mean so much more.
This is Mom. Mom always said "smile". I inherited my innocent optimism from her. She also said, a lot, "it'll all work out".
This is a piece of patchwork.
It's an old what if, and I am gathering those to be reconsidered.
The thin silk was hard to handle. In the end, the struggle is not only evident, is it is downright beautiful.
As I unroll and hang old work for looking, Old touches New.
I guess since I did the rolling, this unrolling(ceremony) is that.
What I love about this picture is the new square that has appeared as a reflection on the glass over the old drawing. It's like a portal. A square one. Like a new puzzle piece, I will consider it as a new kind of window in the box I put myself in.
I'm very busy getting my thoughts in order. so please be patient with emails and such.
Cloth is useful. Again.
This is the studio table now, not in the studio, but useful for spreading out, etc., as the temperatures remain below freezing for the 3rd day in a row. The table top was rocking a bit. A scrap of silk was just enough to change that.
All the cloth around here is used. As I age I relate more and more.
I'm not feeling right today. The chill is in me. I think I'll take it easy and do some extra napping.
The cold has also become useful. Helping us begin considering moving to someplace warmer than previously considered.
Looking back we see everything has been, is, will be...useful.
She has a few more stitches. Fringe. She continues.
Dad, who passed away in January, now years ago, his painting is in the background.