Spirit Cloth

Smaller

The deer.

Among clotheslines. Closer than before. A group of young ones wandered through. Or maybe they are just smaller here? They are more grey, less brown from the other place I no longer call home. Very hard to see against the oak bark. I think they have been more present, just not noticed because not so much in the clearing near the house. This is right outside the window where I put my drawing/drink tea table that sits closer to the ground. 

The tiny iron tea pot.  And not for drinking tea. I bought it from Crazy Richard in Japan, while considering small cloth. Asked if it could linger there before the move. It just arrived. It's actually my new tiny dyepot, maybe big enough for one walnut. And then, I accidentally left my big old walnut pot behind. I did remember my big copper pot though.  But smaller was,is on my mind. Dyeing one scrap at a time.

Scraps of self grow smaller each year.

Light and Dark in March

March. Sun and Magic. Focusing on that.

Magic Sun Evolving.

 

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(Note: Indigo Dyed over Deb's hand dyed cloth and then stitched. Deb is a trusted ♫ resource. Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?)

Good Morning

Morning through true blue.

It's nice to have examples to study. Looped over a rod in the studio window today.  Looking through helps me understand cloth.

This one from Crazy Richard. All the way from Japan.

I love the two tones of blue and the thinness of the cotton cloth.  And where you can see the the layers overlapping here at the window. In October. After a storm. As the air carries it's seasonal chill. At last.

And oops, it's Halloween. I had a little holiday cloth planned but I didn't get too far. So a beginning, tacked in place with a whisker from a not so all black cat here. For next year maybe. Or maybe it will turn into something else.